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   Nov 11

Unimproved

It’s hard not to retain a certain amount of interest in the past, though sometimes it’s better not to look back, since you might not like what you see. A case in point is my old apartment in San Francisco, which is now unrecognizable. For starters, someone decided that it would be a great idea […]

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   Aug 18

Sixteen

It’s been 16 years since that fateful early morning phone call when my sister told me our father was gone and our lives changed forever. It was 6 am in San Francisco, which is 2 in the afternoon in London, so my sister had already lived with the knowledge that he was gone for almost […]

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   May 04

A Sense of Place

Margaret: It makes one feel so unstable, impermanent, with all the houses being torn down on all sides. Including, in the foreseeable future, ours. Ruth: Are you having to leave Wickham Place? Margaret: Yes. In 18 months when the lease expires. Ruth: Have you been there long? Margaret: All our lives. We were born there. […]

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   Apr 04

85

Mom and her father Today would have been my mother’s 85th birthday. Sometimes I am surprised by how much time has gone by since we were orphaned. In some ways, it seems like it just happened, and in others that it was so long ago. With the unpredictable elasticity of grief, some anniversaries of births […]

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   Mar 20

86

Dad’s birthday dawned sunny and beautiful, but it was a sad one for me this year. Some years I am filled with how lucky I was to have such a wonderful father and friend, and other years it just makes me so sad he is gone. This was one of those years. To make things […]

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   Aug 18

Fifteen

Dad’s Flowers Every year, we plant sweetpeas in honor of our father. They were his favorite flowers. We had a little bouquet of them at his memorial service, along with a photo of Dad and his beloved dog, Jesse. Our wonderful stepmother Margaret later scattered Dad’s ashes with Jesse’s on the Common where they loved […]

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   May 27

Megan’s Birthday

My former boss gave me a very generous gift certificate to the Ledford House, where I recently met my friend Jim for a drink in the bar, and taking Megan out to dinner on her birthday seemed like the perfect use for it. It was also a perfect day to be at the restaurant, which […]

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   Mar 30

Saturday Errands

It was a sunny Saturday morning. My sister texted me that she was teaching a CPR class that day, but was not looking forward to the long drive to town. Even though I was still slowly caffeinating in my PJs, I decided to join her and keep her company. I tossed some chicken in the […]

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   Mar 26

Tick Tock

When my father died, I inherited a 250 year old grandfather clock which has been in our family since it was first made by John Jullion of Brentford. Fun fact: the oldest clock still on public display in Australia was made by the same gentleman in 1770. Rob unpacked our clock after I moved to […]

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   Mar 22

Remembering

Dad in Kings Canyon, 1980s This may be the first year I did not write a post about Dad on his birthday. I had a hard time with his birthday this year, probably because of losing my Roscoe so recently. I am still struggling with Roscoe’s loss on a daily basis, so I guess thinking […]

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   Dec 23

Magic

The glorious Bolshoi Ballet Megan and I braved the stormy, twisty roads to head to the South Coast last weekend. Rain and wind lashed Wednesday, and even the fearless former ambulance driver had to concentrate on the road instead of the spectacular ocean and scenery. I was glad I wasn’t driving. Our first stop was […]

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   Aug 18

Without You

I may not always love you But long as there are stars above you You never need to doubt it I’ll make you so sure about it God only knows what I’d be without you If you should ever leave me Though life would still go on believe me The world could show nothing to […]

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   Jun 24

Summer Vacation

A look at a summer trip to Paris. Paris, France Friday, August 23, 1991 Sitting in the open window of my room at the Hôtel des Batignolles, in a part of Paris which is new to me. The room is quite nice for 290 francs a night: a double bed, clean bathroom with pretty grey […]

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   Apr 20

Fourteen

My blog turns 14 today! Can you believe it? And can you believe that I actually remembered? So many things have changed since I first started this blog, though my lack of techspertise isn’t one of them. I wanted to make a list comparing the changes, tried a couple of plug ins to no avail, […]

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   Apr 02

Throwback Thursday: Suzy Edition

As I mentioned, there were photos of Me in the care package John sent after Ramona’s death, and I thought I’d share some with you. Here I am with my mother’s father, Hoho, at what seems to be one of my very first Christmases. That’s a photo of Mom with her cat Smokey on the […]

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   Mar 17

Remembering

Dad and Jonathan in Maine This is one of the batch of photos John very kindly sent me recently. It shows Dad and Jonathan in Maine. I’m guessing that Jonathan is about 6 in this photo, which would make Dad about 40. See? Kittenish! I am further guessing that this is on Otter Cliff, a […]

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   Feb 04

Memory Lane

Audrey woke me up from a vivid dream in which I was driving in the snow – which I have never done in real life – and came across my childhood home. In my dream, I asked to look around the old place. Needless to say, it was weird and not at all the way […]

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   Oct 22

Past & Present

Five years ago today, I moved into my little hippie hovel in Hooterville. My house used to be James’ (who built it) and Rose’s, and it seems only appropriate that I moved into the house on Rose’s birthday. As Mark said, she is everywhere here. On Sunday, Rose’s daughter Citlali, who is a member of […]

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   Oct 18

Dinner and a Movie

Seasonal decorations at Luna Trattoria How better to take a girl’s mind off pending unemployment than dinner and a movie with two of her favorite girls? As Megan and I set off for the Big Town, the rain that had been promised all day finally materialized, bucketing merrily down as Megan navigated the twisty roads. […]

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   Aug 18

Thirteen

Dad and Megan “All the things I long for, those are not things in the future. Those are things in the past.” — Jo Nesbø Thirteen years ago, my life changed forever with one early morning phone call. I will never forget my sister’s tight, tense voice as she told me that our father was […]

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