We Can Work It Out: Part 1
Old friends; Best friends
We span the decades; these old friends of mine. “We’re planning to go to the Kentucky Derby. Got any suggestions?” they called and asked me several months ago. I didn’t have any, really, other than my sage advice for them to avoid the crowds as much as possible. “You haven’t changed,” Cindy laughed. “On the …
Do You Know My Name
Another Day
Standing by her bed, I watch her sleeping peacefully. With her bed covers neatly tucked under her chin, she appears almost like someone laid to rest in a coffin. Bending over, I listen, making sure I can hear her breathing. I don’t know what type of strokes she has had the past few years; all …