Category Archives: Memoirs

Writings about my life.

A DOGS LIFE

Some of you can see Julie’s BFF, best female friend Kylie sitting with the rest of Julie’s family. Kylie is the one standing on four paws, her last Boxer on this earth. There have been a lot of doctor visits … Continue reading

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MEDICAL TRAUMA

The doctor and I had just concluded, I thought, my routine fall visit, when she smiled and said, “Wait for your flu shot.” I sat back down and told her, “Oh, I forgot.” She smiled again, like she thought a … Continue reading

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A LOVE LIFE

When I was young in early teens face with acne, ragged jeans, shunned by girls, my awkward stutter, young male thoughts I dared not utter, avoided female eyes, their shoulders bare. Then I see her—perhaps we’d be a pair? We … Continue reading

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A LOVE LIFE

When I was young, early teens face with acne, ragged jeans, shunned by girls, my awkward stutter, young male thoughts I dared not utter, avoided female eyes, their shoulders bare. Then I see her—can we become a pair? We met … Continue reading

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MINOR SURGERY

I am scheduled in a local hospital next week for what the surgeon and my referring doctor call minimally invasive surgery, a one inch slit in my back to allow removal of a minor chip that presses on a very … Continue reading

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DUST BOWL

An eerie glow filled a dust-darkened sky, yet one more rainless day, with a hot, driving wind trading soil between neighboring states. Sudden calm stills the wind, a metallic air feels oddly heavy. Horses snort and toss anxious heads, low … Continue reading

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IDLE TIME

I spent this past weekend in omphaloskepsis. If you are not immediately familiar with the word, (spell check wasn’t either), it springs from working with a long ago boss who dropped it often in staff meetings. He used it with … Continue reading

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