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The Gift of Memory
A tattered and worn out teddy bear named “Teddy” stands guard near our bedroom window on this cold December morning, awaiting his 64th Christmas morning this year. He is surrounded by other ancients: the Chattanooga Lookouts baseball given to me … Continue reading →
Posted in Family History, Stories, Uncategorized
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Tagged 1957, Chattanooga Lookouts, Christmas 2021, forget, gifts, memories, teddy bear, unforgettable
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The Making of a Widow (Part 5)
Anyone who has watched a sporting event where the sidelines of the competition are crowded with spectators, has no doubt been witness to, at one time or another, what could fairly be termed collateral damage. I’m talking about the tackle … Continue reading →
Posted in Assisted Living, Family History, Podcast, Stories, Uncategorized
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Tagged basketball, before and after, brother, cameraman, cheerleaders, collateral damage, cousin, Facebook, father, football, friends, heart attack, husband, memories, Montana, neighbors, nephew, No man is an island, October 4, students
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The Making of a Widow (Part 3)
“It’s the little things,” people will sometimes say, “that make the difference.” Do you know what I mean? For instance, you’ll remember a momentous occasion (be it tragedy or celebration), but you will also remember some seemingly insignificant or off-the-wall … Continue reading →
Posted in Family History, Stories, Uncategorized
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Tagged 1939, anticoagulant, burning sensation, cardiologist, cath lab nurse, fear, fire and rescue protocol, footnotes, good life, heart attack, heparin, ICU, it's the little things, lidocaine, low grade fever, memories, novacaine, rock climbing, sweating, vantage point, versed, worry
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The Cane in the Corner
There is a walking cane that sits in the corner of one of the rooms in our house; it belonged to my mother. She used it up until her back surgery and recovery last year. After that, she was confined … Continue reading →
Posted in Aging Parents, Assisted Living, Family History, Fathers, Nursing Homes, Stories, Uncategorized
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Tagged back surgery, compassion, father-in-law, Fritz handle, gift, goodwill, grandmother, in-laws, inlaws, kindness, legacy, love, memories, museum, Norman Rockwell, Ohio, peace lily, physical therapy, posterity, preserve, PT, purpose, recovery, Singer sewing machine, time, walker, walking cane
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George Harrison (April 1968)
My envelope from Beatle, George Harrison, April 1968. There was nothing particularly remarkable about that Saturday in April, forty-five years ago. Tucson was as it always is in the spring – absolutely gorgeous. And the work at the Villa Venice … Continue reading →
Posted in Family History, Stories, Uncategorized
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Tagged 1968, April, Atlanta History Center, auction, celebrity, chattanooga, Christies, Cleveland, England, Fed Ex, George Harrison, India, John Charles Thomas, John Lennon, Lady Madonna, London, magical, Maharishi Mahesh Yogi, memories, Metropolitan Opera, Ohio, Paul McCartney, remarkable, Rishikesh Himalayas, Robert Merrill, Rock and Roll Hall of Fame, Something, Tennessee, The Beatles, Tucson, Villa Venice Apartments
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It’s Raining, It’s Pouring (Float that Boat)
The rain is pounding on the roof this morning, making that deep thudding sound followed by the much higher pitched splashing and spattering of the rainwater as it hits the concrete sidewalk and driveway. Then for a bit it will … Continue reading →
Posted in Uncategorized
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Tagged All Things Must Pass, baking powder submarine, chattanooga, control, far side of the moon, fear, George Harrison, Iroguois Publishing Company, Kellogg, loss, memories, NASA, paralyze, rain, risk, Robert Louis Stevenson, security, Shawnee Trail, toy boats, uncharted territory
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New Year’s Day 1969: Take Off Your Gloves
I was fifteen years old in 1969. Full of life, teenage exuberance, and boundless expectation. So, when the invitation came to climb Mount Baboquivari on New Year’s Day, I was more than excited. Mount Baboquivari is a unique mountain peak … Continue reading →
Posted in Family History, Stories, Uncategorized
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Tagged 1969, astounding, Baboquivari, belay, breathtaking, carbide lights, delights, discomfort, enjoy, feelings, Field of Dreams, gloves, Great Flood, heart, incomprehensible, injury, insurmountable, James Earl Jones, journey, Life, memories, Milky Way galaxy, navel, New Year's Day, obstacles, once-in-a-lifetime, orange, pain, Papago, rappel, rescue, risk, self protection, sentinel, sky, snow, Southern Arizona, stars, sunset, teenage, Tohono O'odham, trail, Tucson, unforgettable, unprotected
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The Matchbook
One of the many tasks that usually falls to the primary caretaker for a departed parent is the sorting through of clothing and possessions; what to keep and what to donate, or throw away. It is an arduous task, of … Continue reading →
Posted in Aging Parents, Family History, Fathers, Stories, Uncategorized, World War II
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Tagged aging, ancient Israel, chattanooga, History, investigation, love, marriage proposals, matchbooks, memories, parents, remembrances, restaurants, the past, tomlinson's restaurant, world war II
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30 Years Ago
It was thirty years ago next month that my friends and I ran in the Marine Corps Marathon is Washington, DC. It was a beautiful, cool morning, with crystal clear skies as we embarked on the 26.2 mile treck around … Continue reading →
Posted in Aging Parents, Assisted Living, Family History, Stories, Uncategorized
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Tagged aging, death, Family, friends, funeral, marathon, memories, old age, running
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Winning the Battle
My mother won her battle with pulmonary hypertension just after midnight, as Friday, August 24, 2012 announced its arrival. She awoke from a long slumber which lasted all day and all night Thursday, and when asked if she was all right, … Continue reading →
Posted in Aging Parents, Assisted Living, Family History, Nursing Homes, Stories, Uncategorized
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Tagged aging, Assisted Living, death, Family, life lessons, love, memories, parents
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The Lost Story 