Where we are (2)

From October 2023 Everyone seems to have settled on calling this a journey. I get it. Life is a trip we take. It’s a journey we have undertaken and a course that we are set upon to follow. Whither it takes us, we go. Like many others amongst us, our journey took us to unexpectedContinue reading “Where we are (2)”

Your story (on repeat)

Memory fades. Not just yours, my dear which was strangely altered and crippled by the dementia with which you suffered. Everyone’s. It, like the hearing of which  couples complain, can be selective. Or just inaccurate. It was a gift to me when you recounted so much of your life story to me. Some of itContinue reading “Your story (on repeat)”

Superstitious (reblog)

I am not a believer. I am an atheist.  Without a religious allegiance or a belief in a god or an afterlife, you would think I would be free from all other superstitions. In fact, I inherited much of my magical thinking from my mother. She, too, disdained religion, but lord she had a worldContinue reading “Superstitious (reblog)”

Back to the “from before”

Here’s the story of the picture [L]  with the Blues Brothers vibe; I’ve shared this at length with A. who was curious about this photo in my pictorial. It’s a memory from the 2nd year that Burt and I were together. We were invited to  party for Judith E’s  birthday–who was married to Jim M,Continue reading “Back to the “from before””

Watch Burt talks coffee break 2023

This is one of two videos I have of Burt. Two videos in which I can hear his voice. The cellphone has me made others with the phone’s choice of musical score. I uploaded this to my Vimeo feed today. Click below to see (and hear): There’s two people involved, Burt tells me. It’s aContinue reading “Watch Burt talks coffee break 2023”

Memories of Burt, Always Burt

Once upon a time, Burt and I had been at a Mets game [there were lots of Mets games] and I have a picture sitting on a shelf next to a more recent photo of us together on 78th St. Both good memories, juxtaposed to make me smile. Like a before and after. Just notContinue reading “Memories of Burt, Always Burt”

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