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Life’s Different Now

The final MRNA (Mom, Ruth, Nana, Altogether) Invitational was held last Friday, April 11th. This would have been Ruth’s seventy-eighth birthday.  I always looked forward to her birthday, in fact it was one of my favorite days of the year because for six weeks she was a year older than me. The first year’s event …

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A Penny for Your Thoughts

There’s an old saying… A penny for your thoughts. It’s been around as long as I remember. It’s a way of asking what someone is thinking. For example, “You’ve been gazing out that window for quite some time. A penny for your thoughts.” Something unusual happened to me the other day, so I looked up …

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Go Figure

Ruth’s been gone two years last week on September 27th.  She popped in several times that day just to keep us on our toes.  A series of events made sure she was in our thoughts.  In no particular order of appearance, here’s a few examples. While I’m recuperating from shoulder surgery, I’m going to record …

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Every Day

When my friend Jim, and a few months later my cousin Gene, died I sobbed. My whole body shook, and I couldn’t control myself. My granddaughter, Eva, took my hand to comfort me at Jim’s funeral, and Ruth gently rubbed my back at Gene’s. I was full of grief, and it just exploded. Ruth’s death …

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The Ghost’s Perfume

Last fall I wrote a blog about my son-in-law, Sutton’s, appearance at a high-end venue in San Diego, California.  He opened for the group Air Supply, and Elizabeth appeared on stage with him, just as she did during an eighteen-month cross-country musical performance tour that began in the summer of 2018.   They were Sutton and …

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Hands

We hold hands for a variety of reasons: security, relaxation, show respect, connect with others, and as a sign of affection. I’m sure there are others, but I think number one is security. Touching someone in such a manner has a calming effect. When we’re young we hold hands with our parents when we cross …

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Again

The 27th of the month has had a new meaning for me for the past several months.  This month’s 27th meant Young Jackson James turned two-years and eleven months old.  It also marked the seventeenth month since Ruth’s accident. Last month I completed a blog on the morning of the twenty-seventh.  The final touch was …

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