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The day I nearly lost him, he was such a little man. Rolling his miniature suitcase down the concourse with his boarding pass, threading his way through the taller adults, he looked back just once like a confident boy friend, roguish that he was in the lead, then disappeared from the face of the earth, a suddenly vulnerable child without his mother. Read the rest of this entry »

He climbs the same hill every day and, until there’s a day without news, the papers will keep on coming. At his age, he already knows to come down hard one foot at a time and press his whole weight onto that pedal, to lean his body over the basket, and look uphill, and swing his ropy shoulders above the handlebars and lead with his head forward, to overbalance the load that loves the ground and the machine that wants to roll backwards. Read the rest of this entry »

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    This is a close relative of a Very Short Novel titled Short for Family from 20 years ago. The revisions…

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    This is a close relative of a Very Short Novel titled Red Water from 30 years ago. It's different enough,…

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    Interesting piece which touches on many aspects of getting old especially the part where we don't fit anymore. Having worked…

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    This is a close relative of an early post titled Something Delicious from 20 years ago. This revised version is different enough,…

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The pen name davidbdale honors my mother Beatrice (Bea) and my father Dale

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