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Hot – hot – hot!

Yesterday it was 108. The saving grace is that the humidity was 13%. The swamp cooler worked admirably.¬† Inside it never got over 77. Today, not so lucky. At 2pm it is 101 but the humidity is 26%.¬†Inside it is... Continue Reading →

Rats!

Yeah. Rodents. In my attic. From there they invaded my garage. I don't hate rats in general. Just those who invade my house. I love squirrels. And chipmunks and even gophers. In Caddy Shack everyone roots for the gopher, right?... Continue Reading →

Don’t Mess With Grandpa

I'm getting older. There is far more sand in the bottom of my hourglass than the top. I don't need a calendar to tell me this. I know it in my body.

Another day, another death in the family.

I am about to bury my mother-in-law. She was just over a hundred years old. I knew her for longer than I knew my adoptive mother, who died at 55. I have buried many people. My biological mother died a... Continue Reading →

The discovery of my new family.

I was adopted long ago, when I was 3 months old. At the time in Michigan, the adoption process is conducted with secrecy comparable to the Manhattan Project. I suspect the FBI might be able to crack the secrecy but… Continue Reading →

The Heart Wants What the Heart Wants

    I remember my days in high school with more than a little bitterness. My adolescence was in the late 60s and 70s. This was post "sexual revolution". We can thank the pill, Playboy, Cosmo, and Helen Gurley Brown... Continue Reading →

Fear, Death and Loving Life

The tortoise must stick his neck out to go anywhere. And any worthwhile journey is going to have dangers. I am going to die. I am at peace with that. Don't know when, don't know how. I do not fear... Continue Reading →

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