I used to do Mom’s taxes, for the last few years of her life. Charlie did our taxes, but I did Per Bastet’s the way Mom taught me and I did my writing income records the way she taught me. This year, I was kind…
Tag: memories
I went into town the back way so I could snap some doors I haven’t gotten yet. I love these ramshackle barns. I also love the word ramshackle. These next two houses have nice doors, but I look at them and think of how Charlie…
Comes now a memory fish from the dear dead days of the seventies. A group of friends had been partaking of a recreational substance which is legal in some states now, but was legal in none at the time. Friend One was eating Oreos as…