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The Original Crotchety Old Man
My Dad has a temper. That’s what I know best about him. His eyes blaze and his nostrils flare, evoking the bull of his sun sign, Taurus. I got really good at picking up visual cues that we were heading toward the red zone. We all did, and we watched visitors to our house like…
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Tag, I’m It!
Vikki over at The View Outside (see blog roll for link) has tagged me in a game of Blog Tag. I’ve been it for more than a week, but haven’t had time to pass on the “honor” until today. Thank you, Vikki for thinking of me. I’m required to post the rules which are to…
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My Visit with Dad
Saturday morning I left the hotel in search of more flowers for Dad. Kroger hadn’t put out the new stuff yet. I didn’t have time to wait, so I picked out the best of what was there. On the way out I noticed pots of black-eyed Susan’s. They were nearly four foot tall and covered…
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More Visits with Dad
Having shared so much with you about my Dad and my anxiety about coming to see him, I’m compelled to let you know how things are going. It’s also therapeutic to write it all down, while it’s fresh in my mind. Thank you so much for all your love and support. You’ll never know the…
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A Visit with Dad
My father and I have never had a particularly close relationship. Or at least, that’s what I’ve always believed. Now I’m not so sure. The problem has been my idea of a close relationship. I have quite a few of them. Always have. Comparing those relationships to the one I have with Dad led me…
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Daddy Wants New Shoes
Some people seem destined for certain careers and occupations. They’re somehow born knowing what they want to do until they die or retire. For them, instead of a place to hang out with friends or an escape from the drama at home, school is a road to their dreams. No wonder they did so well.…
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Touched
Yesterday’s post ended with me saying I’d have to figure out whether or not to visit my dying father all by myself. I was wrong about having to do it by myself. The comments I received here, on my Facebook page, and in dozens of email messages helped immensely. Thank you. That so many would take…
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Torn
We’ve never had what you’d call a close relationship. Truth be told, we’ve barely had much of a relationship at all. For years, I never knew the difference. You can’t miss what you haven’t had. During the many years we lived together, we barely spoke. We weren’t mad or upset. The unfortunate truth is that…
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In My Defense…
I need to talk about the photograph that showed up on my Facebook page late yesterday afternoon. The emails I’ve received, the comments people made on the original Facebook post, and the things people have said to me since they saw the photograph demand a response. Today I’m here to offer my defense. People want…
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A Harsh Mistress…
Me and my Healthy Lifestyle have barely been on speaking terms. The disagreement started in the weeks leading up to our annual derby party. Since then, things between us have only gotten worse. Don’t get me wrong. I love my Healthy Lifestyle. But sometimes the bitch flat wears me out. Seriously. A fellow needs to…