Early mornings with old dogs and Tom Hanks

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Even though I’ve been “retired” for less than two weeks now, I still get up early.  This is due in part to the habits of one old dog named Henry, who is as insistent as he is grey.  His internal alarm goes off at 5:33 am, if not earlier.  Continue reading

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“At the table, no one gets old.” (old Italian proverb)

Every time someone sends us a Christmas/Holiday card, I’m amazed and pleased.  I’m shocked that people still buy cards, fill them out, pay for stamps, and navigate the icy roads to stick them in the mail.  Cutesy cards, holiday greetings, animal cards, family photo cards, what’s not to love about them all.  And what’s even better Continue reading

A First Date Retrospective…After 30 Years

Some married people look like they belong together.  You’ll know this is true when others refer to them as vegetables, as in “They’re peas in a pod.”  These people also will, later in life, take on the irritating practice of dressing alike, usually right after they start watching Lawrence Welk Continue reading

Memories of a Bar Fly

Tucked away, behind a tall stand of trees, a mortuary, and another restaurant called the Figg Tree, was a rustic bar in Phoenix called the Monastery.  I’m not sure when it opened, probably in the late 60s, but I spent a ridiculous amount of time there from the mid-70s through the mid-80s.  Whoever was tending bar always wore a monk’s robe while Continue reading