Monthly Archives: October 2013

Cataract Glasses

I ran past a blind man this morning. At least I think he was blind.  He was old, and frail, and wearing big black cataract glasses.  He was carrying a long umbrella and using it as a guide cane.   I … Continue reading

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To My (gulp) Teenager

On the days that you were born, there was Grace. And then there were two other Graces. They cared for me in shifts, twelve and twelve and twelve. The third Grace had essential tremor and she tried to hold me … Continue reading

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