Published July 29, 2018



 

The Forsythia has bloomed.
Dear Catherine,
This sunny, spring day doesn’t lift my spirits. It feels like an affront. …
Published July 23, 2018
 
Note to readers:  There are two letters here that are separated by a great blank space that I can’t control.  Hopefully, you will …
Published July 15, 2018
 

 
 
Our fights were rarely over anything serious, but a result of taking ourselves too seriously. 
I recall one time in …
Published July 8, 2018
 

 
      We gathered our courage one day and wrote your obituary. I pulled the narrow desk chair over to …