I am now eighty-eight years old; my husband is ninety-three. We have crossed the threshold into late old age. That threshold came late for us. Both of us were active and freely mobile until the fall of 2024. The change came suddenly when Bill slipped and fell in the bathroom. Fortunately, nothing was broken, but … Continue reading Threshold
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Ordinary Life
Stockton, California (1945) Ever since I was a child, I have wanted to live an ordinary, private life, a life like the one I was living in my family’s house in Stockton, California. I had no desire to be a movie star or be famous. I liked my small world, not just my neighborhood, my … Continue reading Ordinary Life
A Room with a View
It is February. There is snow on the ground here in Bellingham. Good writing weather. So what do I want to write? Not another book, that's for sure. That part of my writing life is over. What I want now is to reflect on my life and on life in general. Short pieces, the kind … Continue reading A Room with a View
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