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One thing that will make anyone over the age of 40 feel old is to search for anything "classic" online. What you'll find are lists of things produced in the 80s and 90s. Not exactly what I had in mind when I recently did a search for "classic movies." This time of year as the… Continue reading Mystery Classics For Halloween That Won’t Give You Nightmares….maybe.
Time alone. Thinking about Pirooz again today. It was hard for us not to drop everything and fly to Houston. I was still scanning last minute flights at 11:00 last night hoping that the prices might have magically dropped even though after a dozen previous searches I knew that was unlikely to be the case.… Continue reading Remembering…
What can I possibly say? How can this be? It was 28 years ago when he walked through the front door, wrapped both his arms around me, planted a huge kiss on my cheek, and then cackled with laughter at my surprise. It was the first time I’d ever laid eyes on him. Who was… Continue reading On the Loss of a Friend
Americans spend an enormous number of hours in their cars. I don't particularly like to drive. No, let me rephrase that. I HATE to drive. When I was working, I spent just about an hour a day driving the 14 miles to and from my job. It took me about 25 minutes or so each… Continue reading Lifelong Learning and the Daily Commute
No, I'm not celebrating Boxing Day or Kwanza. I've been planning for and celebrating Christmas since Black Friday. My daughter cooked a delicious Christmas dinner and we had a family gift exchange. Christmas is a big deal in our family. Like most families. But December 26 still remains my favorite holiday. Or really, it's the… Continue reading December 26th: My Favorite Holiday
Time. I find myself with an abundance of it. Two weeks ago, I worked my final day at my full time job. For the next few days I caught myself glancing at the clock, just as I did when I was working full time and there was never enough time. Hours used to be so precious that I worried about how… Continue reading Changing Times
It was a cool Saturday. One of those first days of fall that are damp and cold and so unexpected after a summer of warm days that the chill cuts right to the bone. My daughter, Amy, came around about 10:00 to pick me up. We were making one of our regular "gadding" trips, this… Continue reading The Saturday Hunt
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