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My Sunshine

I was painting, one summer day, years ago, and my daughter called and asked if I would watch my granddaughter for a while. Gratefully, and happily, like a kid asked if she wanted candy, I said, “Yeah! Bring her over.” … Continue reading

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Life is a Card You Draw

When I was, oh, eight or nine, somewhere around there, I played this Mexican game called LoterĂ­a. My aunt had brought the game from New Mexico. (Her husband died of cancer, so she moved to California where we lived, where … Continue reading

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The Beat Goes On (and a poem)

Summer is on its last legs. I hate to see it end. It’s been a long summer. It’s been a short summer. It was great. It was horrible. It started out good, really good. Then I ran into disappointment, then … Continue reading

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Fate

Last Monday (April 30) was my 62nd birthday. This old bag is another year older. My hair grows grayer everyday. Silver, actually. The salt and pepper are pretty even now, but it’s quite silver at my temples. Almost looks like … Continue reading

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