Post #243 – Three Month Hospitalization
Blake Medical Center
Wonderful Hospital
Post #213 – Azure Sea, Dolphins, and Seabirds
I was near death
Post #208 – Wildflower – The Song and My Friendship with the Writer
In 1972 in Victoria, Canada, a rookie policeman wrote a poem for his girlfriend while driving home in his police car. Dave “the Cop” Richardson gave the poem to his friend David Foster, a young aspiring young musician looking for material for his new band, SKYLARK. Foster passed […]
Post #202 – My Long Hiatus and a Poem
It’s been a tough month at home.
Post #192 – GPS, Mountain Road, Gilligan’s Island
My friend Nora and her family went on vacation to a Tennessee resort.
Post #180 – Stormy Weather
It’s storming out today.
Post #174 – When Mom’s Trailer Burned to the Ground and a Poem
Mom wasn’t home that day but when she returned her home was in ashes.
Post #138 – Simple Pleasures – A Poem and a Message
Thinking of my core family today. I am the eldest of four children turning sixty-five in October; living twenty-five years with a rare muscle debilitating virus and confined to bed. It feels weird being the only one alive. My younger brothers passed away in their forties (one from […]
Post #111 – I Am Dorothy – Only I Travel to Oz Via My Bed
I lose my glasses often. My aid laughs at me. (She is a good friend as well) because I am actually wearing them. Being confined to bed, I cannot travel, snap great photos, share adventures unless you’d like to hear about my thrilling doctors’ visits or maddening hospital […]
Post #100 – Anniversary of Mom and Younger Brother – Never Forgotten
After the deaths of her own parents, my mother, Dolores, and six siblings landed in an orphanage. She detested being an orphan. Mom had written her feelings in a tattered notebook I acquired after she died: “I felt abandoned. I spent most of my time reading. I guess […]
