Bonded
When Alice’s dentures broke in two last week she wanted me to bring her some Krazy Glue®. She pronounced it with an emphasis on the glue. “Some Krazy Glue will work just fine,” she insisted. I...
View ArticleRoses Are Red, Shoes Are Black
When we went thrift store shopping last week, Alice purchased a pair of black flats. During our evening phone call two nights ago, she said she liked them so much that she’d been trying to write a poem...
View ArticleA Bit of Good Cheer
Alice lit up when I told her KD Lang had recently moved to Portland. She clasped her hands together and asked if it was possible we might run into her. KD Lang had been one of her favorite singers back...
View ArticleThe Tao of Waiting
Some people in their 90s turn into Bartleby the Scrivener when approached with the idea of going somewhere. “I would prefer not to,” said Melville’s famous character. Alice’s response to something she...
View ArticleThe Long Way Home
As soon as she got herself buckled in for our trip to the eye doctor, Alice said, “I don’t like going so far.” I backed the car out of the space next to her building. “How far do you like to go?” “Ten...
View ArticleThe Chewers
The other day Alice told me about the Chewers. We were on our way to the eye doctor. Being in motion often brings to her mind characters and events from the distant past, as if we’re moving back toward...
View ArticleThings Fall Apart
I’ve got all my accessories on,” Alice told me on the phone this morning, “so I thought I’d give you a call.” By “accessories” she doesn’t mean jewelry, belts, or scarves. Every morning she puts on her...
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