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September 23, 2022

A Fair to Remember

A Fair to Remember

A couple of weeks ago I went to The Armory Show even though it meant I had to go all the way to the far West Side. This is a large art fair in NYC with galleries from all over the world. And in a couple of weeks the IFPDA (International Fine Print Dealers Association) […]

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September 01, 2022

Then and Now, Now and Then

Then and Now, Now and Then

In April he said he was lonely. He said I was his rock. It felt like a burden. It felt like an honor. Now I brush my hand over his white hair and he says “again.” I do it again. “Again,” he says. And I do it again. He was very proud of the fact […]

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August 13, 2022

Meet Me in St. Louis, or wherever I think I am today

Meet Me in St. Louis, or wherever I think I am today

Well. Today we returned from what I hope was my Dad’s final hospital stay. I believe at this point we can take care of his needs at home with nurses and as few doctor appointments as possible. I cannot make him (or myself) go through another visit to the ER. This time we were there […]

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July 22, 2022

How to Set Up a Nursing Home at Home!

How to Set Up a Nursing Home at Home!

As I’ve mentioned previously, our father made us promise from a young age that we would never put him in a nursing home. Sort of sad since now that he is finally home from the hospital, he doesn’t even recognize his home. The other refrain was “we’re all going to die.” Brothers, seriously, how often […]

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July 03, 2022

Stayed Up Late on a Friday Night

Stayed Up Late on a Friday Night

I was never much of a poetry lover, but this poem by Deborah Garrison in The New Yorker in 1995 always stayed with me. And I found myself thinking about it a lot in the past few days. Here is a link to her poem (https://writersalmanac.publicradio.org/index.php%3Fdate=2001%252F11%252F30.html), which inspired me to write my own: Stayed up […]

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