Category Archives: Death etc..
Veering from the script today to remember one of my favorite people. Seamus was born in Derry, Ireland in 1940. I don’t know when he came to Michigan, but I believe it was close to 40 years ago. I’m not … Continue reading
This week in Freelance Activity of Various Sorts… On Monday and Wednesday, my book buddy and I audited a class about dead stuff. Those of you that know me know just how typical this is. For the rest of you, … Continue reading
The pudgy Hispanic boy two driveways over momentarily distracted the robin from his search. After a second’s pause, he returned his beak to the matted leaves in the gutter. There had to be a worm in there. Anything less was … Continue reading
I don’t markedly observe death dates. I don’t feel ‘down’ or visit the cemetery; I don’t mention the fact to those who don’t already know. I think about the significance of the date, sure, but I like to keep my … Continue reading
My husband works second shift in a cargo office at our local airport. My 9-5 is just minutes down the road, and I occasionally visit him afterward for a dinner date. What is airline cargo, you ask? Parts? Tools? Merchandise? … Continue reading
Have you even been convinced that you’re going to be a statistic? One little bump on the head, and you’re most certainly experiencing intracranial bleeding. A tired day and you have a rare form of cancer.