Archive for May 2018
Manhattan Then And Now
July 2017 The day I went into the city I switched from backpack to Em’s crescent bag. It was one of the things Emilee had left behind when she died. One of the things that I chose to keep and not give away. I thought I might use it, and I liked having things…
Read MoreThe First Time My World Changed
The Day My World Changed I was twelve. It was May 12, 1966, a Thursday. We had moved into this house eight months ago on my twelfth birthday. I walked the three quarters of a mile to the railroad station to meet my dad at around 6 p.m. so I could have some…
Read MoreMorning Musings 2
A few things about this morning. Some Realizations first. I am overly sentimental by most standards, but it feels just right to me. Tears are soooo much easier than they used to be, and no shame. I am proud that as a male I can cry when moved to. Emilee did that for me. Among…
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Morning Musings 1 Stream of consciousness, free writing, whatever you want to call it…Just muscle through to the poem at the end. The prize in the cracker jacks box. We all want something to “hold on to”. I do anyway (even though I am continually learning about letting go). I was listening to the…
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