Monthly Archives: April 2013

Death, Aging and the Benefits of Dying Young

 So I am a coward about death, stark shivering and nakedly fearful, I don’t want to be snuffed out, granted I am not the most beautiful or smartest human being but I am all I have, and consciousness is of … Continue reading

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Uncle Wiggily Teaches Me a Lesson

My daughter who is all grown up and beautiful and a very 21st century urban woman has a remedy for being scared.  She thinks about Uncle Wiggily.  Its not that Uncle Wiggily is particularly strong – he’s not a superhero … Continue reading

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But No Matter, the Road is Life.

Susie and I are on the Rialto Bridge and have coopted a lovely stranger to snap our picture, and in the blink of an eye we are on the road again.  The quote above is by Jack Kerouac.

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C Saw Margery Daw, Sold Her Bed and Lay on the Floor

Yesterday, up at 3:00 a.m. gulp two strong cups of coffee so I can be human, on the road to the airport at 3:45, park in the dark, wet garage and walk to the checkpoint, take off my coat, scarf, … Continue reading

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A Venice Site by Sight

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Medicalized Magical Me

I have been poked, prodded and tested in the past year.  I have had vials and vials of blood drawn.  Doctors have looked deeply into my eyes, ears and throat.  They have photographed internal crevices upon which the sun never … Continue reading

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The Owl & The Pussycat Went to C

I’m still very troubled about the way that my home town medical center handled my case and probably that of all their hepatitis C patients. While the process of having a nurse practitioner be the medical professional of last resort … Continue reading

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