I found when I had told this story here that I had never told it before — not like this.  We find the opening when what needs to be...

The Why of Glasses I missed my glasses. Folly to mourn healing of the cranium, the return of equilibrium in the timing of an eye’s focus,...

“And you would be…?” Good morning, dearests. Would you like to hear the eulogy at your own funeral? I think I just did. I had a rare...