Tag: Widower
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Screw the tonic water
As Hemingway wrote, A man goes broke slowly, and then all at once. When you have to put groceries on a credit card, you know you have a problem. And when the credit cards max out and you are paying more in interest than you have money in the bank and you fall behind and the…
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A whole lot of loneliness
Many nights when I wake suddenly out of a bad dream or a nightmare I turn anxiously to my left and reach out to that side of the bed. In this house my wife slept on my left and my turning toward her at that moment would be an instinctive act out of fear. And that…
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Waiting for a sign from the unknown
Reaching out to the dead. This is a perfect night for listening to the rain. There is nothing worth watching on television, which is sometimes my refuge from reality, so I lie on the bed, not in bed, but on the bed with my cat keeping me company on the end of the bed, and we…
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The perfect joint
S. smoked grass for fifty years, beginning as a roadie with the Bob Seger band and ending in the living room with her old man — that’d be me.
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The ghosts who came to dinner
Thanksgiving at my house had a couple of surprise guests. I was delighted to see my oldest brother because he has been dead for decades.
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Diary of a madman’s cat
I am in a house of madness with a screaming madman who deludes himself he is the Cat God. He’s no more the Cat God than I’m the Queen of Sheba.
Mary Saves the Day 