Winnie

Winnie

For Christmas in 2008, my brother and I gave my dad a gift card to the Humane Society; this was after his wife, our mom, had been moved to a nursing home as her Alzheimer’s Disease progressed. With the gift card, Dad adopted a beautiful young calico cat, named Winnie, who would end up...

Retirement Check-In

While retirement hasn’t been—so far, at least—the anticipated carousel of restaurants, parties and world travel, it has definitely been a good time, and I feel like I’m just getting warmed up....

Dad plays the piano at his 99th birthday celebration last July.

The Singers

My dad said he didn’t sleep well his first night in the assisted-living facility. It was because of the music. This was in October. After some eight years in an associated independent living facility down the street, he’d had two hospitalizations in six months, each followed by a short stint in a rehab facility....

Walking With The Old Girls

This is our routine. I get their leashes on and nudge Molly toward the front door. She slowly, awkwardly, haltingly walks to the door and goes out. Daisy is always several steps ahead of her ......

The Power Vested In Me

So, yes, I’m a minister. After my nephew and his then-fiancé asked me to officiate their wedding, I went online and got myself ordained. She’s no longer his fiancé; as of last weekend, they are married, and I got to be the one who said, “By the power vested in me, I pronounce you husband...