Category Archives: Stories

Is It Safe?

Here’s another story from a night at the Alzheimer’s residential treatment center where I worked part time as an aide, after retiring from my career in the Organic Foods business. I was walking down the hallway one evening on my … Continue reading

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Traffic

I once lived near the Presidio, in San Francisco, and there was a charming little city park with a lovely water feature a few blocks down from my house, called Mountain Lake Park. I would walk my dogs there, and … Continue reading

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Chicken Corner

About a month after Mazie and I found each other again (2001), we moved in together in a little waterfront town in the San Francisco area called Martinez. We lived there for about a year and half, before moving up … Continue reading

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Night Nurse

2009 Since retiring from my career in the Natural and Organic Food Industry, I found that I still needed to augment my retirement savings, and so I found a residential treatment center for advanced Alzheimer’s patients nearby to where I … Continue reading

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Kitchen Sink

We’re always being given tests, to see what our reaction will be. For example, there is that dubious moment when potato peelings happen to jam the kitchen sink’s garbage disposal unit, creating in the process a most disagreeable sound, usually … Continue reading

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Struck Dumb in the Supermarket Check-out Line

Luminous bodies, drifting this way and that in a flash of eye contact — Om Shiva — shoppers wheeling baskets of distraction or purpose, hope or fear, timelessly, through aisles not located in any place that can finally be named, … Continue reading

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Bringing Home the Bacon

2004 Imagine living where all the birds and bees are in excellent moods, sharing pleasant conversations amongst various species of themselves in the shiny glad atmosphere of a glorious mountain morning; where certain flimsy but tenacious assumptions of separate individuality dissolve … Continue reading

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