Tag: Living alone
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Staying put in the death house
So be it. I stay in this house with the ghosts of my wife and my son and my two brothers. They join me at cocktail hour and we all get drunk.
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Old flames can burn
Relationships in the seventies were like rugby scrimmages. We were all players and many players got muddied and some got bloodied.
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Flying lightly through life
In the backyard I created a holy place for birds by placing seven small stones in a circle — seven representing completeness, wholeness, perfection — about two feet in diameter, in the center of which I scatter bird seed of a most beneficial variety.
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Hermit life, an introduction
The first requisite of the hermit life is to have an animal in the house, a pet, you prefer the word companion, generally four-legged, unless your companion is a bird.
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The kitchen adventures of a clueless widower
One day I will write my own version of that wonderful book ‘The Joy of Cooking’ — my wife’s Bible in the kitchen. My version will be called ‘The Hell of Cooking.’
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Life in the hermit hovel
You’ve heard of the Hermit Kingdom, land of a dictator, well, I live in the hermit hovel, an old bungalow with a cat and countless mice.
Mary Saves the Day 