Tag Archives: Aging
The Dark Lady
I am 75 years old, healthy, and have never spent much time worrying about death. When I’ve thought about it at all, it was either as an impenetrable mystery or the void of non-existence—neither of which seem particularly terrifying, interesting, … Continue reading
Tara
It snowed heavily last night, and I found myself waking to the task of Shoveling a hundred feet of driveway. “Hire someone with a snowplow; You’re too old to be doing this,” My wife said in her female wisdom. “I’m … Continue reading
Haiku on Aging
My name forgottenAt last I have come to knowWho I truly am. Also published on https://medium.com