Category Archives: Aging

The Boomer Network

In 1998, when Google cameupon the scene, and still 9 years beforethe iPhone introduction, I could claima quarter century of office work.Then pension plan consulting was the namedescribing us, and when we needed help,we called on colleagues, brain-stormed: all aflamewith … Continue reading →

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The Hour Hand

We know the clock face features moving hands,but we can’t watch the motion of the onefor hours. Everybody understandsit moves, yet eyes do not perceive its run.In growing up with analog, our frameof reference thus includes the metaphorthat shift occurs … Continue reading →

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Potless

Some months ago I gave up using pot.I had to stop inhaling smoke or vape.My bronchiae protested such a lot I heeded, though too late for full escape.I sampled edibles, but their delay,and flavor that repelled or led to morethan … Continue reading →

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How to Jaywalk

The kids today may need a jaywalk class.They’re inattentive, and the traffic’s dense.It takes an age of walking to amasspedestrian abilities. I senseapproaching drivers who will rudely pass.I harbor busy street intelligence.But all the years I lived to learn the … Continue reading →

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I Used to Think

I used to think, whenever he would say“I’m such a duck,” he had it wrong. DismayI felt – that couldn’t be – it was a bidto make me laugh and reassure amidour hug – “I love you. You’re my man, … Continue reading →

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At Your Mother’s Elbow

It really doesn’t come as a surprisethat adding years does not result in wise.But suddenly you’re listening to mealthough I am disdained, for familyknows nothing, right? How could your mother getenlightenment she’s capable of sharing?You’ve known her so familiarly, and … Continue reading →

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No Thanks

I love my brother. And I’d like to spendsome time with him – we’ve been too long apart.December on his farm has charm – we tendto early coffee chat and afternoonsin chill and crispy air. I’d have to spendten hours, … Continue reading →

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A Smidge of Wisdom

I’d rather eat some carb than exercise,but I’m experienced (that’s code for old).Indulgence now no longer gratifiesthe way it did when young, and I don’t bounceback into health or fitting smaller size.I need a burn that isn’t gastric juice.The benefits … Continue reading →

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Erring

First I wrote with ink that smeared.Next I got the sample wet.Rattled then, I poked instead of scraped.Looking back, my work appearedincorrect as it could get.Striking out, I hope my errs escaped.

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Medical Follow-Up

I’m trying for compliance, but my callto book that screening test was put on hold.I bided till invited, after allof 14 minutes. Then the robot toldme leave a message and I’ll be enrolledin patient lists they missed, and I will … Continue reading →

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