It’s my good fortune that many of the things I can no longer do are things I was never so keen on doing anyway.
Should I live long enough, though, I expect that to become less and less so. Hell, it’s becoming less and less so now.
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Got a couple of old canes similar to that one myself. I keep ‘em in a pair of umbrella stands, along with old umbrellas (another weakness of mine) and yardsticks (ditto).
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I have spot on a wall here, right above a pair of French doors, positively begging for a set of longhorns. But the dewy~eyed bride is deaf to it.
Oh well. She rarely objects, so doing without a set of longhorns is a small sacrifice.
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My construction skills are pretty much nonexistent. I confess to being a little envious of people who are able to do these sorts of things themselves, rather than hiring it out, as I do.
Creating usable space from “dead” space is all to the good, in my book. I did that here, by having the...
I don’t know if it’s just habit or if there’s another explanation, but I find paper to be the written word’s more natural habitat. Glowing screens are fine for short bursts, but to my ancient eyes anything more than a couple hundred words belongs on paper.
I’ve written millions of words on...
If most everyone you know is in that same leaky boat, there’s no stigma in it.
A few weeks back I had breakfast with a fellow I’ve known longer than I can remember. We met when we lived in “the projects.” I wasn’t yet in kindergarten. It wasn’t long after that when both our families (he never...
… you no longer put much stock in pithy aphorisms.
It’s not that there isn’t truth and wisdom in some of them, but to make my case against the value of aphorism is another aphorism: “The opposite of a profound truth is another profound truth.”
I’ve been too well acquainted with too many...
I can’t say that I’ve enjoyed every minute of every day I’ve spent on the job, but I can say I didn’t spend an inordinate number of those days doing things I just plain didn’t wish to do.
Living involves making a living, or at least it does for those of us of humbler origins, which is the great...
when …
.., people three full decades younger call themselves “middle aged.”
You’re still young, young man, that receding hairline and paunch notwithstanding.
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Hanging over my Dear Old Ma’s head is a thought bubble reading “what if.”
Her time is running short and, much as she refuses the help her elderly self is increasingly needing, it’s apparent she knows the end is in sight.
Almost all of her contemporaries are gone (a woman she’s known...
Many “mod” housewares and pieces of furniture and architecture and the like, which got “hot” well over a decade ago and are still going strong, actually date from decades earlier. Think Bauhaus (1919-1933), for instance, or Black Mountain College (1933-‘57), or Frank Lloyd Wright (1867-1959), or...
For two or three years now I’ve stopped in at the J.C. Penney’s at the mall during the early summer to pick up another two or three “summery” shirts and maybe a pair of jeans. They have good selection of good product at good prices. And I get in and out within maybe a half hour.
On the West Coast you can still find the occasional “California cooler,” which is a compartment built into an exterior wall, usually on the east or north side of a house. A door is on the interior, typically in a kitchen or pantry. On the exterior is either slats or holes in the siding, covered...
The last two auto repair shops I’ve patronized have signs reading “NO CHECKS.”
I can’t blame them one bit. “Checking” accounts these days all but always come with debit cards. If there’s sufficient funds in the account, the card transaction will clear. And if not, it won’t.
In years past I and...
Fees banks charge for cashing checks drawn on those very banks from non-customers.
This hasn’t been a matter directly affecting me in a few decades. These days I deposit checks in my accounts by taking photos of them on the banks’ apps. But the people waiting on line at the bank to turn that...
Number 9, the macaroni, hamburger, tomato sauce concoction, was a dinner staple in our house. But we had it with plain old white bread.
Number 10, the Corning Ware casserole, with the “Cornflower” pattern, is in my kitchen cabinet still.*
Number 11, the wooden salad bowl, was ubiquitous in my...
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