A Conversation Begun with A Lie
Jun 14, 2024

He told me he was 42. I was 37. Of course that was a good fit. We were sitting at a bar after a “Singles Event.” I wore the green jumpsuit I’d made. God, how I loved that suit! It…

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An Act of Translation
Jun 14, 2024

We were polite. We were more polite and considerate to one another than we’d ever been. It was summer, late summer, and we flew to London. I say “we flew to London,” but I don’t remember that. I remember a…

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No One Has Imagined This
Jun 13, 2024

I keep wanting to say, "It's not for the faint of heart," about his death, the charges, the trial. And yet my heart is But what is for the faint of heart? is it for the faint of heart --…

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Sometimes you have to lie
Jun 13, 2024

Or just not say anything at all. That’s why most people at my job don’t know how old I am. There’s a cluster of us “OGs” around the same age–late 50s, early to mid 60s–but most of us in the…

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No one had imagined us
Jun 13, 2024

No one had imagined us standing around the hospital bed. Four visits, each four to five nights each. As if the longer the visit, the more you get from your Medicare benefit. But here we were, five us standing around…

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I never imagined that
Jun 13, 2024

There was a time that I had an imagination.

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Imagine us
Jun 13, 2024

I sat tight to my mom's hip. Before us city night lights spread out like a sparkling blanket. We went up to the overlook often when it was hot. We were on top of the world, my mom would say.…

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Language cannot do everything
Jun 13, 2024

In our video about the Bird Woman of Alcatraz, the first edit was about the bird woman oohing and aahing about every bird she saw (and there are tens of thousands of birds nesting out there right now). It was…

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We imagine ourselves
Jun 13, 2024

Unless you believe there is a God who is behind everything we know as genuine or real,

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House II
Jun 13, 2024

Travis Young was a friend who was from Halfway, Oregon. It is Eastern Oregon, cattle country. Travis enjoyed telling a story of his father which summed up the attitude of the land he grew up on. In the 70's there…

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House
Jun 13, 2024

I wouldn't necessarily say the house was haunted. I don't like the term and I feel uncomfortable even saying it. Also I loved the place so much, I don't like thinking it was haunted. It was my first house, real…

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