I was discussing my trip to Arizona with a co-worker last week, attempting to explain why being a snowbird would never work for us. His reply was that "many of the older folks in these parks aren't as spry as you are". There, you have it. It appears I am now "spry", a word I've … Continue reading “The Damned Human Race”
For the last eight days I've been with my lovely wife in Mesa, Arizona, staying in a "55-and-older" RV park. Her aunt has a trailer in this Snowbird destination, which she only uses for three months each winter to escape the brutal Canadian winters. We invaded this modest little hideaway a week before she arrived … Continue reading Imagining Ourselves as Snowbirds in Mesa
It was the last full moon appearing on a winter solstice until the year 2094, which I don't anticipate seeing. There was also meteor shower expected. My wife had left for her work party that had seemed unlikely for me to avoid, but after a sudden turn for the worse, I was home alone with … Continue reading My First Winter Solstice Celebration
Immediately upon the first few strides on the Tartan track, impulses come flooding in, the dominant signals emanating from the right knee joint. There's a deep pain, but the damage inflicted today will be likely be minimal. Ironically, as the pace increases, the strike angle at the knee joint shifts to a less-worn area, causing … Continue reading Not Quite Ready To Quit
They get to participate in at least two excursions per day. You'd think they'd be dying to get outside, but often it's a struggle. Sometimes just finding them is a challenge. Occasionally I end up hunting for them throughout the house. Once they're both located, I need to convince them it's time to go. I … Continue reading Sometimes It’s Drudgery
My Dad. He was the executive director for the local Heart Association for many years and did his job well. In 1970 he was awarded this plaque (complete with a very accurate thermometer), for raising more money for the Heart Fund than any previous year. He was very involved in local programs to educate and … Continue reading A Personal Little Office Shrine
One Sunday morning our hiking group met early a truck stop. We re-shuffled, carpooling to our destination. An older man named Dave was driving his new white truck. I sat in the front as an attractive young French woman named Fannie jumped in and climbed into the tiny back seat. We took off, all sharing … Continue reading A Single, Memorable Trek
I began blogging about five years ago. At the time, my oldest daughter was married to a man while stationed at a US Naval base in Japan. It didn't last long. As they split up, he was relocated to the U.S. and she was forced to move back into the barracks, where their little dog … Continue reading The Beginning And End Of A Survival Blog
I've been thinking about how different people are, even those who come from the same parents. I e-mailed my last blog post to my sister about the wild morning after the concert, the night she disappeared with one of the band members. I raced my father to motel the next morning, who was ready to … Continue reading Taking Her Back There Again
I worked for a concert promotion company for two years while attending college in the 70's, which helped feed me and partly funded my substantial partying expense budget. In the beginning I was a stage hand, but as elder classmates continued to graduate, I eventually fell into managing the local stage crew, arranging security, band … Continue reading Another Tale Of Little Sister’s Rescue
