Stop All the Clocks

Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone,Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone,Silence the pianos and with muffled drumBring out the coffin, let the mourners come. Let aeroplanes circle moaning overheadScribbling on the sky the message He Is Dead,Put crepe bows round the white necks of the public doves,Let the traffic policemen…

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Long Walks & Purple Socks

Ken has been sleeping more and more, and my keyboard clicks away he has been sleeping 15+ hours. My mother-in-law (Mama Jo) arrived on Thursday evening after a few conversations updating her and the rest of the family in California about the recent changes I’ve noticed in Ken’s condition. It was a big relief for…

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The First Embarrassing Moment (of many)

First grade. Think back and remember what a fresh start it was. Everyone was equal. We were all evenly confused with our disrupted half-day kindergarten schedules. And we were introduced to classmates most of whom we’d continue on the next twelve years with. Our slates were clean. There were no cliques–except maybe a couple of…

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