JIGGLING MY WAY INTO 2020

JIGGLING MY WAY INTO 2020

No, that’s not a typo. I’m not trying to giggle my way into the New Year.  I really want to jiggle. This all came about because of a three-week vacation to Ireland a couple of years ago. Midway through the trip, I realized that my Parkinson’s symptoms of painful...
BOOKSTORES–MY NIRVANA

BOOKSTORES–MY NIRVANA

I am addicted to bookstores. A place where I can sit and feast my eyes on a jungle of books. The bookstore adventure begins with splashes of color, then shapes—skinny, fat, tall or short. Books lying down or standing at attention. They jealously await my caress....
TIRED FAKE LEGS

TIRED FAKE LEGS

  I’m just about the luckiest person around. When I get tired, I just pull my fake legs off and bribe my granddaughter, Sierra, to carry them. Her mom is more than happy to relinquish the job. The only problem is that Dave takes me seriously, deciding the top...