The days, as they say, are dwindling down to a precious few. Sue and I take up residence in our rented cabin in Crawford County
Tag: family
Getting into the stream of things.
Originally published in The Chronotype. It was Thanksgiving Day in 1966. We dined at my maternal grandparents’ house in Platteville, then went to Aunt
Regrets? I’ve had a few…
I was scrolling through my various online feeds today and came across the latest Substack post by Dying Breed, an offshoot of The Art of
Entering orbit #70, all systems go.
It’s my birthday today. Sixty-nine years ago, a 20-year-old woman gave birth to a boy in the U.S. Army hospital in Heidelberg, Germany. Out in
Ageing well…and not.
Like everybody else, I’d like to live a long time. As I approach my 69th birthday in less than two months’ time, I’d like to
What a difference a year makes…
A year ago this week, I almost died. On Monday, June 24, 2024, my wife Sue and I were in Marshfield, for an appointment with
A Strenuous Writer's Life 