Eleora couldn’t remember what she did yesterday, but she could tell stories of her childhood in excruciating detail. My daughter and niece sat next to her,
Lately I’ve been thinking a lot about creativity. I am an artist and writer. By using both I am a story-teller using both words and
A Story For Saturday. I’ll be returning next Saturday with a regular or semi-regular features. Today you get a story. Enjoy. Savor. Relax. Ponder. Think.
Tonight Teddy and I went to the Crest Theater (a beautiful 1940’s theater) and saw 85 year old John Mayall bringing the house down with
Love in the dark, and in the light that always shines Eleora couldn’t remember what she did yesterday, but she could tell stories of her childhood in
When You Grow Old A short story by Juliette Kings “Who will take care of you when you get old?” I asked my brother’s caretaker