I was at the little blue house (the LBH, that's what my siblings and I call my dads' home) much of today. Some folks came by to pick up some claimed bookshelves. We…
My Thoughts
Incredibly weepy this morning when I was helping my mom put up her Christmas tree today. Not like I have lots of sweet, easily recalled, Hollywood-like memories of my dad at Christmas. (My…
Today was the day.
It made the most sense. My sister was in town from the Bay Area; it was an easy day for my brother to come into Columbia; and, well, it just…
Yeah, my dad died. Wow, was that ever a surprise. I mean, I knew and could see he was rapidly becoming more frail and winded, and I knew for as much as he wanted…
There is a gentle man who comes through the neighborhood where I live. He does this each year, in the fall, like clockwork, offering to clean leaves out of gutters and to do…
One of my Uber Chronicles stories.
Next up, I’m wandering through a mess of a mall parking lot trying to find my rider. My GPS is telling me to turn right,…
An Uber Chronicles story
He calls. He asks me to come to the front of the building and tells me that GPS will take me to the back parking lot, which is exactly where…