Monthly Archives: March 2018

Eating Habits

I am a creature of habit when it comes to food. I try to convince myself that I like variety, new tastes, but who am I fooling? I am the person who eats a scrambled egg sandwich on toast for … Continue reading

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Becoming a Scaredy-Cat

One day on vacation we go on a snorkeling boat tour, Karl and me and the two children, plus ten or so other tourists from all around the island. The sound is choppy and the weather looks mean and stormy. … Continue reading

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Travels

When our son is born Karl and I start taking vacations in the Bahamas, in remote, barren islands a million miles from any grand hotel. On this trip Aaron is 10 years old and his friend Jason who lives across … Continue reading

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Law Man

It is pretty hard to scandalize me. Generally I’m skeptical of moralistic takes on the universe having seen even in my tiny corner of it the depths of human depravity and finally been disabused of the notion that there is … Continue reading

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Ashes

We stand on the pier together, Karl and I, having carried these four cartons filled with the crematorium ashes of our parents around for years, once lined them up on the shelf in the garage, then shunted them to the … Continue reading

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