Washington D.C., 1993

Once upon a time Kat and I raised a family.  Most of our vacations involved tent camping, but we did make a Christmas season odyssey to a Holiday Inn on Franklin Square in D.C.  I like to think that my writing has found its voice, yet every time I read something from 20 to 30 […]

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Tattoos

Long ago I wanted bicep tattoos in the worst way.  Worst because I was eight and my mother would not hear of it.  I wanted the globe and anchor of the U.S. Marines on one, and Popeye the Sailor Man on the other.  Varie simply said, “Well, it’s not sanitary, and you might regret your […]

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Magic

We haven’t posted in a long time, nearly two months.   Haven’t felt like it, partly because we have been worn out physically and emotionally from cleaning out and fixing up Walt’s home for sale.  We completed the preparation for sale work today.  And tonight a serious, beautiful rain is falling on our Airstream.  The President […]

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Uncle Walt

Our kids never knew their grandfathers – both gone too soon – but Uncle Walt played that role perfectly.  He rode with us for most of our one week grand tour of Texas colleges in Bret’s junior year, and was the only non-parent at Stephanie’s first ballet performance.  He showed up one Christmas with a […]

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Education and Football

The hearings for and against Betsy DeVos, soon and inevitably to be Secretary of Education, bring to mind my own special education inside the public school system.   Betsy has never worked a day in public education, has never allowed any of her kids to attend public school, and yet is supremely confident that she knows […]

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Women’s March

The Saturday after inauguration day Kat participated in her first act of political protest.  She and 600 others paraded around the State Capitol of Mississippi.  I had serious misgivings – we’re in the old south and the police (never mind the local rednecks), aren’t known for their tolerance of any kind of protest – but […]

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It’s Only Rock ‘n Roll!

Retirement is not all easy money and cheap, superb, healthcare.  Some of us don’t sleep so well.  I have frequent bad dreams that for the most part have little to do with my life, actual or imaginary.  Last night I woke up twice with dreams so real it was necessary to take walks around the […]

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