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The View from Down the Hall

A lesbian lives down the hall from Connie, not that she cares. It’s a label she has avoided all her adult life and now, at 88, a neurologist asks if she and Babs “are a couple of queers.” It isn’t the first time she has heard that question (in so many different words) for she […]

All Right Will Never Be the Same

My primary care physician and I are having our usual conversation when she says, “If you didn’t do what you are doing, you would not be living on your own. Others would be caring for you.” “Thank you” is all I manage to reply. There are so many facets to what she said. Later, I […]

The Magic at the End of the Lane

Not long ago, I wrote a post about where magic lives, at the end of a rutted lane, canopied in cypress and live oak, a sanctuary of second chances. It is a farm of family, no species denied. No one is turned away for being too old, too young, too sick, too maimed. Those who […]

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