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Reflections

January 2019
Donahue

Resolutions: Then, Now, Always

The god Janus gracing arches and doorways had special symbolical significance to the Romans particularly in January with one face looking back into the old year and with the other face looking forward into the year ahead. Of course the ancient Romans celebrated and also made promises of good behavior to their deity.

Goldfein

Playing It Cool

But if one wants to retain one's Cool Grandparent certificate, one can never rest on one's chocolate chip cookies. No. Hipness takes work and continuing education credits.

June 2018
Laundrie

The Best Gift

“My family wasn’t the type to say ‘I love you,’ and my father and I never had a chance to exchange those precious words.”

Bardy
Laverne's View

I'm Having a Physical Fitness Fit

Do you feel out of place because you don't smell from perspiration, don't need a knee brace, or cortisone shots, and don't own a terry cloth headband and florescent running shoes? If so, join us next Saturday at 10 a.m. in front of the YMCA. Be prepared to march for your right to be a sloth.

Walker Gendusa

Do Our Eyes Cause Impaired Vision?

Have you ever noticed that once you get to know someone well, you are no longer aware of the difference that you initially saw with your eyes?

Liburdi

He’s Plenty Happy About Being 70

I can finally stop worrying about getting old. I’m already pretty darn old, and there’s no need to fret about it. Indeed, I really enjoy not having to respect my elders anymore; that’s because, more often than not, I’m the oldest guy in sight.

May 2018
Ashley

I’ll Never Want to Do Have it All

If I was a member of this modern workforce, I’d probably end up at some halfway house, working on my 12 steps to achieving happiness through interpretive yodeling, just to get a break from all the accomplishing! 

Ambord

We Were Young Together

A lifetime of years passed. Occasional phone calls and emails formed a dotted line connecting the then with the now. Disasters did strike — cancers, hospitalizations, deaths, divorces, job losses. It has been 25 years since we last met in person, but there is no anxiety or self-consciousness, only joyful anticipation.

Donahue

A Mother’s Day Gift

In the months prior to her health decline, my mother would reminisce about her childhood and about the post-war days in our small country house where she began her journey as the stay at home mother that she never had. And for this I thanked her in a Mother’s Day letter that year she turned 94.  

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