Memoir

August 15, 2014

Just Trying to Get By.

“Such was the nature of my insecurity that even the necessity of sleep was evidence of my removed state.” Continue reading

Life, Memoir

May 6, 2014

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

Death, Family, Life, Memoir

Dad, death, Family, Memoir

May 14, 2013

Things Loved

I walked my woods a last time. Continue reading

Memoir, The Examined Life, Wisdom

Dogs, Maryland, Memoir, Mother’s Day

March 11, 2013

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

Life, Memoir

counter culture, Crosby, Nash, Stills, Woodstock

March 1, 2013