HOW AN OLD DOG THINKS

My black lab is almost 13 years old.  This is what it’s like to send him outside for a relieving break: “Galahad, go do your business.” “Now, why am I out here?  I can’t remember.” “Oh, that’s an interesting smell!  I’ll check it out…” “Maybe I’m out here to find some cat poop to eat…No,

EQUAL HONOR

I was talking to a friend who lives with her mother so that she can assist her. One of their regular outings is to the local senior center, where her mother, whom I will call Anne, is among peers and has the opportunity to visit. My friend was telling me that a number of people have started

DECLARATION OF STRENGTH AND HOPE

There will be no rocking chair for me! I have music to learn and songs to write; Books to read and places to see. There will be no footstool for my feet! There are hikes through unexplored mountains; Walks around town and friends to meet. Retirement is not in my plans! There are still things