Death
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The Most Simple Existence
Yes, I am thinking about death tonight. Is there any other subject, really? Continue reading
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Living as long as you should.
There was a birder at the park this morning. I spotted him as Lucy and I rounded the path. He was walking a bike. He occasionally stopped and lifted his binoculars and peered into a tree. He was wearing bike shorts and a helmet and was sporting large rubber band-like straps below his kneecaps. “Red tail?” Continue reading
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Don Bruns
My father, about whom I have written extensively here, died last week. He was 92. He died in his bed peacefully. No machines, no tubes, no wires. I was with him and was able to tell him one last time that I was proud of him and that I loved him. He went out like Continue reading
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A Morning Visit
“To what do I owe this attention?” Continue reading
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Pinsky, Hegel, Nietzsche, Chatwin, & Faulkner
I am at my most alert to cosmic inconsequence when I deal with my darkest concerns. Continue reading