Commentary
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MAKE OLD FRIENDS, BUT KEEP THE NEW
In my impetuous youth, I took up skydiving, briefly. Yes, there was a boyfriend involved, but ultimately I felt it might help cure my fear of heights. Instead, it exacerbated them. The real life lesson that remained though, was knowing that I was responsible for my actions. No one else was going to pull… Read more
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STARLIGHT, STAR BRIGHT
“Tonight the Perseid meteor shower will be in full view and I will watch all those falling stars fall. It will remind me that dying is pretty from a distance. But mostly it will remind me of the nights Granny and I used to look up at those same stars and say, “Starlight. Star bright.… Read more
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JUST DRIVE
I just handed my oldest the keys to the car and sent her out to the market. For a brief moment, she just stood there and looked at me as if uncertain what I meant. “Here’s the key,” I repeated. “Just drive.” I figure she’s had enough of me sitting in the passenger seat… Read more
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EVERYTHING OLD IS NEW AGAIN EXCEPT ME
It was a week of deja vu. Met two different college kids sporting blue hair; one at Starbucks and one at my front door. Well, it sure beats the nose rings. Of course, back in the 60’s, a “blue hair” was any older woman who put a blue rinse on her white hair. Most of my grandmother’s… Read more
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HERE’S TO INDEPENDENCE!!
“We repeat ourselves generation to generation. We do it in different languages, under different skies and in different times but the pattern doesn’t change. . .Some of us die fighting like those who won our independence. Some of us have no fight at all. Most of us lie somewhere in between.” Read more
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SOWING SEEDS
“Writers are people who talk to themselves on paper. . hoping others will eavesdrop. Words evaporate in conversation, so i write to hold on to the thoughts. But ultimately i write because I hope someone will read it.” Read more
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GETTING THERE JUST HAPPENS
I pretty much have an answer for everything and even when I don’t, I pretty much come up with something. Every now and then, though, I get thrown. Today, I was at a loss for words not once but twice. A gal in her 80’s asked me what it was like, “to feel that… Read more
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EXTENDED PLAY (EP)
“But I wanted to know WHO wrote that song, so asked that he be pointed out. As the audience began to applaud, I strained to see where he was. There, in the very back row, an older man with white hair shyly put up his hand.” Read more
AGEFULLY AGING 