August 30: Day One
Jackson is gone. He was awake this morning when T came downstairs but his breathing was labored, deep and slow and he passed just before 8a. T came upstairs and...
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Jackson is gone. He was awake this morning when T came downstairs but his breathing was labored, deep and slow and he passed just before 8a. T came upstairs and...
Read MoreI lost my best friend two mornings ago...
Read MoreI’ve decided to try to keep a very loose day-by-day “grief journal” of my loss. One of the things I immediately did when Jackson passed was to look for some...
Read MoreFor most of my life I've been involved in musical creativity - making my own, and trying to be aware of what others are creating as well. Since the advent...
Read MoreThe vampire doesn't often look in mirrors but happened to idly glance in one that morning. He didn't like who he saw. It couldn't have been his reflection… he's giving...
Read Moreback in the day when I was a kid in the summer of sixty three here is a photo of an old black DeSoto in the back seat are my...
Read MoreI don't know how to start this off gracefully, so I'm just going to plow right into it. A FB friend posted this out of the blue today: "I don't...
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