I live in two bubbles. One’s in Florida and one’s in Michigan. I call them bubbles because once I’m home in either state I tend to stay close by. Each location has what I want and need close at hand. There’s no reason to travel too far. Ruth and I worked for a lot of …
Poster Boy
According to the urban dictionary “a poster boy is usually a famous person who is heavily associated with a given movement, subculture, or religious group to people who do not belong to said group. The name comes from their frequent appearances in the group’s promotional materials, especially posters. Generally, they are very outspoken, opinionated and …
Hacked
My email was hacked, and you may have received a fictitious party invitation from me. I didn’t send it, and I hope you didn’t try to open it. I don’t understand the mindset of those whose goal in life is to cause trouble for others. Just think what they could accomplish if they concentrated on …
Synchronicity
Synchronicity is a term coined by psychotherapist Carl Jung to describe the simultaneous occurrence of events that are meaningfully related but lack a clear causal connection. It refers to the sensation that coincidences are more than just chance. I’ve been reading about the word in the Artists’ Way by Julia Cameron, and once I understood …
54
Fifty-four years ago, I was a single man with no plans for the weekend. By the end of the day, I was getting married. Ruth and I were engaged for about twenty hours. We eloped to Las Vegas on September 11th and spent the next fifty-one years and sixteen days raising a family. Like most …
Sunday Drives
When I was a kid, my dad took my mom, my sisters, and me on Sunday drives. Most trips involved a visit to see one of Dad’s sisters, but some were just outings to get us out of the house. Those drives often took us out into the country. We’d drive through farmland and Dad …
Twenty-One Days
Comforting
I posted a story about a week after Ruth died about the things I had experienced the night of her accident. If you want to look it up, it’s called Something More. Near the end of the story, I wrote this. I don’t believe in heaven, or hell, but honor the beliefs of those who …
Mumbley-Peg and Baseball Cards
I was about ten the first time I played mumbley-peg . I had one opponent, my cousin Gene. He was four years older than me, so we never played when I turned twelve because he had his driver’s license by then and he moved on to bigger and better things. He still included me, but …
Senior-to-Senior
My first story about my granddaughter, Eva, was posted on December 20, 2017. It was one month after I started my blog. I introduced her as my “granddaughter” with an emphasis on “grand”. That’s what I thought back then, and my opinion hasn’t changed. She’s grander than ever. If you look up “beautiful” in the …