Louder than Words

     When I was a kid, I remember my parents going to “the polling booth” to vote. They’d step to the registration table, tell the lady their names, she’d look them up in a big book, then turn it around so they could sign their name and verify their identity. Then they’d step into a little cubby, […]

In Memorium

    Everything.  That’s what I remember most about you, Dad.  Every.  Little.  Thing. The sound your cowboy boots made as you walked across the floor.  Strong, steady, purposeful footsteps.  You were not a man who treaded lightly. The smell of your leather jacket, and the Vitalis you used to slick back your hair.  You always kept […]

Rethinking my Drug of Choice …

Yesterday, the voters of my state made the decision to legalize a previously illegal mind-altering drug, rubberstamping its use for “recreational” purposes. Before all of my friends in the “Good grief, It’s Just Marijuana” camp rise up to chime in, please know that I spent too many years working in drug and alcohol treatment and […]

Packing Light

When I “graduated” from junior high, my parents gave me a new set of luggage. Three pieces of powder blue naugahyde Samsonsite, very stylish. You’ll need this when you venture out into the world, they said. Later, when I was a young career woman, I upgraded to a beautiful 7-piece ensemble in rich jewel toned […]

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