February 27, 2013
My Sex and the Sixty-Year-Old posts got the attention of eHarmony Canada, who requested equal time. I’m happy to give it because, in spite of what I write about Susan’s misadventures in the dating world, I believe that online dating works. I, along with countless other formerly single people, found love online. I’m also […]
February 9, 2013
You were my best friend, my first true love. We were inseparable. In the increasingly potholed memory of my mind, I remember one of us or both of us overcome with grief that we weren’t seated near each other. The teacher relented. I am occasionally bothered that one memory has us then seated side-by-side at […]
February 7, 2013
Mrs. Cap’n Firepants, (which might rival Dr Seuss for Most Memorable Pen Name) writes that she is “the distinguished authoress of the blog, What I Meant 2 Say.” She also writes that “she completely defied aging until about two years ago – when she acquired the infamous and extremely destructive bulldog, Wonderbutt. Now, her wrinkles outnumber the dog’s. […]
January 30, 2013
K8edid’s blog is, in her own words, has “not much to say about me, and a whole lot to say about me. I’m pushing fifty (as in “blew past it and pushing farther and farther away”). I’ve been married for 33 years to my best buddy and greatest supporter, affectionately known as Sweet Cheeks. […]
January 24, 2013
Mimi, the author of Waiting for the Karma Truck, has asked me not to include her words about the karma truck in her bio, here. But, because I am a ten-year-old boy at heart, I am doing exactly that: “What do I want to tell you? I guess the same thing I say to everyone […]
January 22, 2013
I’ve just lifted my head from the latest page of the current book I’m reading, Spillover. Unless you want to know that a whole host of lethal viruses that used to live happily in animals are now packing up and moving into humans, don’t read this book. On the other hand, if microscopic mayhem gets […]
Boomer Grandparenting: Able to Leap Tall Continents at A Single Bound
February 28, 2013
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When my daughter and her husband of one year moved to London, I thought the worst had happened to me. Then, within a year, she was pregnant. The loss factor multiplied. Then my first grandson, Jonah, was born. Suddenly, the romantic notion I had always had of grandparents and grandchildren living in close […]