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1. I knew a few things about Johnny (or John) Wollaston before I found out back in early October that he'd died. I knew he played basket...

1. The wet snow on Christy's and our sidewalks didn't concern me. It was shallow and easy to walk on. But I shoveled anyway late thi...

 1. I woke up this morning to discover, happily, that we were between storms in North Idaho. I piled into the Camry and felt gratitude as I ...

 1. Boots on the ground! Well New Balance shoes on the snow! Enough snow fell overnight that I sprang into action and cleared the sidewalks ...

1. Hearing from Michael today uplifted me. Margaret had put him in touch with some of the things I've written here on this blog and Mich...

1. Today, Sunday, is the five year anniversary of the death of Christy's husband, Everett. When Christy reminded Carol and me that Evere...

1. Back in Valley Cottage, NY, our grandson, Jack, turned 15 years old today. His cousin, David, turned 14 (I think I got that right) at the...

 1. While Carol and Paul are enjoying a week away in and around Meridian, Idaho, I check on their pets in the morning and Christy checks on ...

1. I can't remember all the various ways I've celebrated Thanksgiving over the past decades. I have participated in several traditio...

 1. Like Ishmael, in the opening chapter of Moby Dick , whenever I find myself growing grim about the mouth; whenever I find myself involunt...

 1.  That Zoom discussion that Bill, Diane, Val, Bridgit, Colette, and I had on Sunday has had my head buzzing all week about the value of a...

 1. My blog post yesterday about mortality, compassion, and the Divine elicited a handful of thoughtful and positive responses that buoyed a...

 1. Today, after a several months hiatus, Bill, Val, Diane, Bridgit, Colette, and I beamed ourselves onto one another's computer screens...

 1. If you read this blog with any regularity, you know that Carol, Christy, and I go out for a once a month outing somewhere in the general...