We ain’t going anywhere.

We ain’t going anywhere.

“So sorry to hear you’re shutting down Blue Ridge Muse,” The lady said the other morning at Blue Ridge Restaurant. “We will miss it.” Whoa. Stop the presses. Hold up a stop sign.  I’m doing what? “I heard at a meeting the...
Out with the old…Thank God

Out with the old…Thank God

For the most part, Amy and I will not be sad to see 2010 depart us. This has been one hell of a year: my mother’s declining health, broken hip and eventual move to an assisted living facility; the discovery that I have been walking around for 35 years with a...
A valuable, but bittersweet, Christmas

A valuable, but bittersweet, Christmas

Amy, my brother and I spent an important Christmas with my mother at her assisted-living facility today — a bittersweet celebration tinged with the reality of her increasingly declining health. It is both heartwarming and enjoyable to see her eyes light up when...
A beautiful morning

A beautiful morning

Slept soundly last night, my first prolonged night of uninterrupted sleep in weeks. Some pain from the back and legs but nothing intolerable.   Woke up, took Valium — my current muscle relaxer — and laid back down while the drug eased the tightness in my...