There’s no preparation I had as a kid for thinking of a Father’s Day without Dad around, prepping his barbecue for grilled steak even on his own day. I had no world without thinking of him in it. Then you grow up, supposedly. That photo was on the last birthday I celebrated with Dad, it […]
You can now tag me #AlmostCanadian. About 10 months since crossing the fenceless, welcoming border into Canada to live with, love, and marry Cori, the government has said I can stay. Yesterday, a typical Big Blue Saskatchewan Open Sky Day, we drove to Saskatoon for the final interview to get my permanent resident card. We […]
The period, in terms of the reciprocal of frequency, is 3 days. Every 3 days comes a beep from the box hanging on my belt. It actually looks like one of those antique pager devices. That’s the warning that the supply of insulin in my insulin pump is getting low, usually when there are less […]
Friends and family from the US have been sending Happy Thanksgiving messages, which are appreciated, and thanked, also with a notice that since I now live in Canada, our Thanksgiving was a month a half ago. It happens to others too. https://twitter.com/savasavasava/status/1065668877521223684 And even here, the stores are all putting out their Black Friday sales, […]
When working at home one can get lax with the shaving schedule… as it was I was scrubbly already when Cori asked me if I was participating in Movember. Why not? I found I already had an account (might be from sponsoring someone else 2 years ago, was that you Devon?). And it seemed like […]
As I gaze out the window at snow falling on October 2, it may help to situate the reader who missed the story that this year I migrated from Arizona to the prairies of Saskatchewan, the call to move being one of love. And you may glean from flickr/Instagram photos that Cori and I share […]
Dear Mom and Dad, where ever you are, I know you cannot send letters any more, but trust you know what’s in mine. Maybe you can read blogs? These August 27s keep rolling by, extending the time, though not fading the memories of when you were on this earth. Seventeen, Dad, and seven years, Mom, […]
A lot of things in my life have played out in this blog, in flickr photos, in tweets. But that’s not everything. Not by far. A wonderful new part of my life, a long vet that has been in development offline a long while, came on a month ago, when I stood on a cottage […]
Where I first heard this line is forgotten, but it has invariably proven to be true when someone I meet shares their phone number. Your area code probably indicates where you lived in 2008. I’m plenty old to remember the fixed geolocation of an area code (well you would look it up on a map […]
My Dad’s domain as the green grass lawn of our suburban Baltimore home. It was so much, that when he got his personal email address it started with “lawnman”. He was fanatic at watering, seeding, fertilizing, and hand pulling dandelions. In early memories there was some kind of gas powered lawn mower he used that […]
