I thought I’d try my hand at telling you something about my past for a change. I don’t consider it really a memoir-type feature though. But, then again, maybe that’s what it is. You tell me. § Photo-invoked Memory As the caption below the photo says, this is not my snapshot. When I saw …
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Ponderosity and Me
I was a fat kid. This wasn’t something I was afflicted with because how much I ate or what I was eating. My family was on the poor side. I say it that way because we did have a luxury occasionally, which I know some families never have. In fact, there are some who can’t …
New Beginnings – Part One
Trying to write about what happened after the stroke has been trying for me. Several of my regular readers have said that writing posts about this time in my life will be therapeutic. I have no doubt that they’re right. Still, saying and doing are two different things. ∞ This is the first post in …