Life
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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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My Left Hip
“What are you going to do with this opportunity?” he asked. Continue reading
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“Pay attention…stay eager.”
“Attention is vitality. It connects you with others. It makes you eager. Stay eager.” Continue reading
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Tipping Forward
“Keep an eye on me, son. I’m having hallucinations.” Continue reading
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My Freak Flag
I haven’t cut my hair in a year and a half. I’ve had a couple of trims, like before my daughter’s wedding, but not a cut as in, “I got a haircut today.” At fifty-seven this might appear immature and I admit to taking satisfaction in that. I take satisfaction in being a somewhat respectable Continue reading
...the house I live in... 