I am now fully recovered from the fall I had last spring; my hips feel good and my wrist is working well. There are only a few minor issues to remind me of the pain and drama, but I can live with having one finger that doesn’t bend properly and a wrist that won’t turn […]
[The following is the third part of a story I began here and continued here.] In 1971, after I had left my marriage and moved in with a college friend, Nancy Miller, one of the things I had to resolve was that AR had taken off with the cheque book to our joint account and overspent it […]
The other night, just as I was falling asleep, I found myself remembering the woman who came to my aid in 1971. I was standing at the side of a road with my suitcase and my mother’s sewing machine, waiting to be picked up by a friend from college. She had said “If you need […]
Snowbird of Paradise 