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I wrote the poem below sometime ago with Kathy in mind, and posted it on this site long before her passing. I repost it today because I wish for one more walk and chance to talk with my friend.
Hat and yellow roses on a bale of hay, handmade cards on a table ready to be signed and sent. Homeward bound, their work is done. A small tribute to our friends, Kathy and Fred Allen. Passed from this life into the next, February… Continue Reading “Homeward Bound”
It’s happening in Europe, Australia and Canada. Can it happen here? The idea is that if you have a spare room, you can make it available for use by a refugee or a college student or even someone trying to turn his or her… Continue Reading “Spare Room Initiative”
I gained a year. I’m not kidding, I did. Most of last year I said I was 72. A couple of weeks ago, Bob corrected me (isn’t that what husbands are for?). This is the second time I’ve done this. When I turned 57,… Continue Reading “Friends”