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“I’m dying here!” Cindy exclaimed. No, this was not from feeling under the weather or depressed about her condition. Indeed, she recently got over a cold and has been in a jovial mood lately. I also recently shaved my beard … Continue reading
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During the holiday season I select a Christmas music station from Pandora and our cable provider. We listen to this music at every mealtime (Pandora) and occasionally during the day (cable). Every so often I’ll sing the lyrics of a … Continue reading
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Alzheimer’s research resembles a television murder mystery. Detectives come up with seedy suspects for a series of murders, such as gang members. The District Attorney wants all gang members charged and the investigation wrapped up quickly, but there are too … Continue reading
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Dottie Satherlie is a 92 year old wonder who comes to visit Cindy on Wednesday mornings. Caring for others is nothing new for her. Dottie and husband Ken founded a school here in town for special needs children. She cared … Continue reading
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I have a holiday gift for everyone, with the hope that most people are not conditioned to ignore the benefits being offered. The gift lies in some statistics provided by the Geneva Declaration on Armed Violence and Development. Almost 1400 … Continue reading
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Since Cindy has been diagnosed with Alzheimer’s we’ve had a Christmas movie marathon every year. The past couple years we basically watched Hallmark movies every night. This year I researched and made a list of Christmas classics to watch, since … Continue reading
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My walk was much like the last time through Barbour Woods and up Haystack Mountain. The day was unseasonably warm once again, though the fallen leaves made clear the time of year. The weekend prior, the weekend of my brother … Continue reading
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I was five years old at the time and hardly knew my oldest brother Pete existed. I did not know his real name was Leon Sinclair, named after our Dad. Considering he was nineteen years older there was no time … Continue reading
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Recently I felt like I was playing with fire. For many days in a row I woke up around 4:00 am with a headache on my left side, aggravated by lying on my left, alleviated by sitting up for a … Continue reading
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The Friday after Thanksgiving was unseasonably warm here in what otherwise is known as the Icebox of Connecticut. Being on a Thanksgiving break from school, Serena could fill in for me as I took a long walk, a walk to … Continue reading
