White Painted Walls

There was a spider on the wall of Dad’s bedroom. It was about the size of a grape, but that was big enough. Can you get rid of it, I asked.  Dad just smiled his lazy smile, not even looking away from the television.  The next day, there were three or four of them, larger […]

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Q+A

It’s just over a year ago that my dad passed away. I started writing this as a response to the simple question people would ask during his ill health. Of course, they just wanted to find out how he was doing, but it was actually one of the most difficult things to answer. How’s your dad?He’s […]

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