All Grace wanted was the spring rolls from Baker’s Way. Spring rolls with the duck sauce. Two. I said I would deliver them to her. She lay dying in bed unable to travel at all becaues she had stage four lung cancer. She was exhausted. We’d talk a bit on the phone, not long. We … More Grace Morgan – We Had Great Plans
GORECKI AND THE CONTINENTAL DIVIDE Sight and Sound Exquisite ride today. I was leaving United World College for a trip to the west coast where I hope to enjoy putting my feet in the Pacific Ocean. I was traveling the interstate south from Montezuma to Deming. The highway follows a fairly straight line. The Continental … More Gorecki 3rd Symphony 2nd Movement on the Continental Divide
I’ve written about Ben Adams before. I’m not sure that he is included in any of my entries on this blog. At any rate he is now. Ben and I met in Boston around 1981. He was director of a Detox center in greater Boston and I was director of a large half-way house. Naturally … More A Quick Nod to Ben Adams, a Good Friend
One hundred eighty nine point eight. That is how much I weighed yesterday morning. I was ecstatic. I had set a goal to weigh less than one hundred and ninety pounds and I had finally done it. For several months my weight was hovering around one hundred and ninety six pounds, or so. I was … More 189.8
I MISS YOU I’ve seen ships passing in the night, A melancholia is in attendance, In the dark Sighs can be heard. Gentle George January 30, 2020
ANGUS SMITH My last tour of duty for the canoe club was in Long Island, New York at Sperry Gyroscope Company. The plant was in Great Neck. My passive-aggressive behavior coupled with my incorrigible streak kept the Navy fully entertained and wondering how to get rid of me. It was during this phase of my … More Angus Smith
OLD TIMES The man sees the dog. Both are a lot older than last time. The man stands and observes as the dog examines with nose the ground and lowest parts of the building. The dog is ignoring the man’s presence. It’s like he knows the man but has chosen to ignore him. This hurts … More A Dream that Disturbs
GOODBYE NOTES PART EIGHT I just woke up from a nap. I was sitting on the edge of the sofa. Images from the past melding into the present in the course of this relaxed mental state. How did I begin thinking about my friends from my days as a counselor at a methadone clinic I … More Goodbye Notes: Part Eight
Today, finally, I got my left eye, (macular degeneration), treatment injection. I’ve been waiting since December 4th. The problem was generated by the fact that I transferred my medical plan to a more accessible one; same company (military retiree). Previous I had only non-emergency medical care available in Maine and New Hampshire. It was … More “Better Than Sex”…well, maybe “As Good as Sex”…hmm, o.k. I’ll go with “Right Up There With a Good Back Rub”.
Preface note: Writing this story got me out of the funk I was in. I grounded myself during the process of recording the event. g WILL CALL THIS AFTERNOON I don’t trust a fucking thing at the moment. I’m in a jam of sorts and I got here all by myself. I don’t trust myself … More Will Call This Afternoon
Playing Fair and Being Kind 