Are You Afraid at Home?

Are You Afraid at Home?

For crying out loud, YES! I had my Medicare exam a few days ago and the doctor recited all the questions that Medicare decided were pertinent for old people, us wrinkly bits. Do you have throw rugs? Do you have trouble walking? Can you bathe...
Hogwash!

Hogwash!

I read a book a long time ago that had a catch phrase in it: “Love is never having to say you’re sorry.” Hogwash. It sounds romantic, but it was obviously written by a bachelor, with no knowledge of marriage or raising children. In a marriage, love means saying, “I’m...
I Can See Clearly Now, Mostly

I Can See Clearly Now, Mostly

These days I am walking like a drunken sailor, one of my eye’s cataracts is forever gone, and the other eye is still filled with whatever cataracts are made of, something like soap puddles, making my sight blurry and I have to stop and double check my path after every...
Recorded for Training Purposes

Recorded for Training Purposes

This has been an eventful week, and frankly I’m glad it’s over. It was one of those weeks when I had to make a lot of phone calls, you know the ones. You dial the number, it rings, a computer voice comes on and tells you that this call “may be recorded for training...
Brother Tom

Brother Tom

It’s my brother Tom’s birthday and I just want to say: At 80, you are danged old! There was a time, not too long ago, that I didn’t know anyone as old as you, besides Grandma J who was always 80, even when she was 40 and still was 80 when she was 96, one of those...