Custer High School, Class of 1960. The 50th reunion (Dave’s) coincided with Gold Discovery Days in Custer, South Dakota, July 23 and 24. Now, Gold Discovery Days equal a big deal for this town of 1800 and all the high school classes schedule their reunions for this same weekend. It turns out there wasn’t muchContinue reading “Being away…”
We have this big ramp on the northeast side of the main house that leads to the covered porch. It’s a good-looking structure with white rails just like the porch’s and big painted concrete pillars for support that grow taller as the driveway descends a hill. A good place to plant some oak-leaf hydrangeas was theContinue reading “Tying up vines…”
Looking back to Moving Day 7 – from Month 9 after The Move. October 21, 2009 I’m already at that point where there’s a certain amount of joy over a broken glass…it means I don’t have to find a place to put it! We have more total space at this new “house” (hereinafter referred toContinue reading “On the 7th day of moving…”
“And don’t walk around on the bank behind that line of irises. The ground is soft and it’ll throw you. You’ll wind up twenty feet straight down in the ravine and I’m not sure how we’d get you back up.” Dad’s given me that warning three times now. Yesterday I asked him, “So I guessContinue reading “Don’t go in the ravine…”
This is what is commonly called “backstory.” Or maybe it’s just a flashback. August 20, 2009 – Dave and I are going to move. Not far away but to somewhere completely different from the upper-middle affluence of Brentwood. We’ve been in dialogue for some time with my nearing-80-year-old parents. It’s time for them to leaveContinue reading “Moving…it started this way”
It’s so hot on the ravine – really hot. Mom and I decided that it’s just too hot to garden. Well, Mom doesn’t garden; Daddy gardens. That doesn’t stop her from deciding things like that. Last week, we went to Murfreesboro, about 30 miles away, to pick up a new arbor for the gardens. MomContinue reading “Blackberries…it’s summer, so hot”
Living with aging parents requires a bit of patience, especially for the aging parents.