Passing the Baton

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I remember my teenage son coming into my home office one afternoon. I was working on a piece of software and what caught my eye is he sat down in the only other chair in the room. This rarely ever happened, teenagers being teenagers, so I stopped what I was doing and turned my wheelchair to face him.

“I’m thinking about joining the army,” he said. Continue reading

Ten Off

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Back in the early 90’s a coworker and I decided to rent a sailboat for a week. We both took all but one shift off (that’s the breaks when you work in the medical field). This is one trip I shall never forget.

The day came and we made the short drive to Annapolis Maryland to where the sailboat was moored in a slip. On the way we stopped to pick up beer, soda and some snacks. When we got there, we had to park a good ways from the boat. Fortunately, they had a cart there we could use to transport the snacks and beverages to the boat. It took 2 trips to get the stuff down to the dock. Continue reading

Be a Pepper!

I wasn’t sure I was going to be able to participate in:

Nano Poblano 2015

But I’m game. This will be a lot of fun I think! Join the fun!

It starts on November 1st and runs for 30 days. 30 posts in 30 days (1 every day). It doesn’t matter if it’s 2 sentences, a 50 word poem or a 100 or 1000 word prose piece. Click the image above for more details.

Our Perception is Our Reality

I was shocked when a really good friend of mine actually said, “Your life sucks,” to me. This was the type of friend I would give my last hundred bucks to and go hungry for a few days if he needed it.

Perception is reality.

Lee Atwater

I’ll go one further and say, “Our perception is our reality. Each one as individual as fingerprints.” Continue reading

Creating Community

On her blog, a friend asked “Do you have any memories that crystallized for you even though they weren’t particularly important?” As I lay here in my bedroom in a hospital bed, with chemotherapy drugs running through my system (that’s a post for another time), a memory pops into my head. My answer was too long to put in a comment. Continue reading