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Seasons’ knees
My mother's knees predicted weather changes with an accuracy shared with her other aggregate wisdom: well above 90%. TV weathermen should have listened to her. As my father did. Scientists don't understand all the mechanisms of weather-related pain, but leading theory...
Airline Conversation #3: “Let it snow!”
My husband used to travel extensively, flying about the country to market shrink wrap packaging, a product that changed the way the world shopped. Store lighting bounced off the clear plastic film fit closely around products, so that each seemed to have its own...
Oreos
What is your time worth? What can a buck buy these days? Certainly not a pack of gum at the convenience store/gas station where I paid $50.00 to fill up my Mini tank today. But before we grumble too much, as so many angry Americans do, let's keep in mind that 50 years...
Incredulous on an Airplane 2
You know what Irony is, don't you. It's the opposite of Wrinkly. But seriously, irony is a staple of a writer's life, a tone I grasp when engaged in conversation with others. What follows is one of the all-time best of my life. I was going to Indiana to visit my...
Incredible Airplane Tale: flash! This is not fiction!
I awaken at o-dark-thirty, yanked out of snore by overly frisky music. Aargh, I set my clock radio alarm last night, but somehow the dial got scrambled, and it’s not what I’d expected after the Madonna dance in my dreams. I stab the music off and slog through the...
Happy Turkey Day
"what she said..."
7 Hs in Him
It's hard to be humble when you live in the Milky Way, part of a universe commanded into being. "Because I said so," God would say if you asked, using every parent's fallback refrain. It's important to be humane as well as human in our place in the uneasy...
The Power of Intention
It's 5:34 a.m. when we spontaneously awaken, aware of each other as the covers rustle with movement. We've beaten the clock alarm. Again. Our dear friend had a chemo therapy session - his 5th one, staring down the barrel of wellness to hit a bulls eye. My husband was...
Boundaries and Space
Do you have a frenemy who undercuts behind your back – and also in front of your nose? I can relate –
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