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I pour olive oil into my stainless fry pan and simmer sliced onions until they’re translucent, then add a thick homegrown pork chop, and brown it five minutes on each side. I add a cup of my homemade organic chicken … Continue reading →

– I sit on the couch in front of my woodstove this morning, warmed and peace-filled by its gentle flames and emanating heat, and reflect that this holiday brings the perfect backdrop theme of re-birth to my life this day. … Continue reading →

“Everybody’s forgotten about us down here,” the chunky young man said to me, his brown eyes sad. “I didn’t want to hurt my back working in the coal mines and wind up disabled with no insurance.” We sat in the … Continue reading →

               It is April 2, 1972. I have gone to work as a caseworker for Otsego County Department of Social Services in Cooperstown, NY where I oversee a caseload of 55 children, aged infant (and his 14-year-old mother) through 17, … Continue reading →

               When I bought my retirement home last July (though I’m still not retired), the previous owners asked if they could leave their plants, for their household goods would be in storage two weeks and the plants would die. I … Continue reading →

We pull the green canoe off John’s diesel pick-up, slide it down the weeds and sand into the Rockfish River. It’s packed with fishing gear, snacks, water, paddles, and two life jackets. John wears khakis, a forest green turtleneck, and … Continue reading →

Today’s morning was cool, damp, and sunny following last night’s showers. I got up and started to work out on my treadmill then, gazing through the window, wondered why in heaven’s name I was not outside walking. I turned off … Continue reading →

I’ve always called it my Georgia O’Keeffe moment, those few minutes in time when my world suddenly stood fully still and became a potent meditation in the midst of a powerful life transition. My marriage had ended by mutual agreement … Continue reading →

After shopping yesterday in Charlottesville with my daughter, Polly, I drive her home. As I prepare to go to my nearby home, her friend John hands me an oblong loaf of whole-grained bread that he has made, enclosed in a … Continue reading →

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