I was having a great game. Things were going my way; my shots were landing where I wanted. Suddenly, I felt a “twaaaang” around my right hip. What the heck was that? Oh well, the adrenalin surged, and I kept playing. The strange sensation was forgotten, and I finished the game. Just before the nextContinue reading “A wake-up call”
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Helping the homeless: a mission of love
As I sip on my steaming cup of morning coffee, I appreciate the beautiful November weather. It’s mid-month, we don’t have snow, and temperatures are a few degrees above zero. But it’s chilly, and the harsh wind is a reminder that soon those temperatures will drop and the snow will come. My heart goes outContinue reading “Helping the homeless: a mission of love”
Bionic Generation
The producers of The Six Million Dollar Man and The Bionic Woman, starring Lee Majors and Lindsay Wagner, respectively, sure had foresight when these two iconic TV series first aired in the 1970s. Who would have thought that just a few decades later, “bionics” would be so commonplace? (Do you realize that Lee Majors isContinue reading “Bionic Generation”
One stitch at a time
A couple weeks ago, on a warm autumn afternoon, I spent a few hours helping sort, tag, and bag more than 300 hand-knit or crocheted blankets and about 200 toys—all for kittens. Say what? You heard me, for kittens. I recently became a volunteer with Knittins for Kittins (K4K), a non-profit organization whose members createContinue reading “One stitch at a time”
When I’m 64
Growing older is inevitable, as are birthdays. And yes, I just celebrated another year. Sixty-four isn’t a significant number, although every year we are here should be treated as a major accomplishment. Still, for some reason it really got me thinking about mortality, ancestry, and the philosophical aspects of aging. Let’s blame the Beatles andContinue reading “When I’m 64”
The Longest Day
It was the 21st of June, in the year 400 AD. The villagers were preparing for the annual Litha celebration. Fires were stoked, broths simmered in large cast iron pots and the mead was flowing smoothly. Men and women smacked their lips as they went about their business. Visitors arrived bearing large trays of vegetablesContinue reading “The Longest Day”
Wanderings Art 