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Our wedding vows were spoken easily at the altar, but living those words became a learning experience several times for my wife and me during more than 50 years of marriage. While on vacation in a large city several years ago, my wife Eileen had a horrific fall into a subway pit during an electrical blackout. Severe enough that she was hospitalized for 10 days. As I sat by her bedside, holding her hand, I had time to reflect that she had been my primary caregiver years earlier when I was bedridden after two major surgeries. We we...
Weekly Contest #49
Repetition By Albert W. Caron, Jr. “I’m sorry Sarah, there’s nothing more I can do for you.” “But Doctor Anderhaus, I’m only 34 and you said that there was a good chance, with that new procedure, you could restore my vision,” trembled the patient whom I presumed was Sarah. A long pause was followed by soft sobbing and I could only imagine the tears running down her cheeks. I didn’t want to eavesdrop on a patient-doctor confidentiality but the thin wallboard be...
Weekly Contest #37
In an unguarded moment, fueled by a half bottle of Chianti, my mother’s loose lips reveled a family secret, nonchalantly and known only to her. An extra family member. She must have wanted to confide this enigmatic story to me because it was at the forefront of her recent thoughts. Or maybe it was the alcohol talking and not her. For an instant I wasn’t sure. As she disclosed her kin’s private story under the guise of being buzzed without revealing who it was, my eyes widened, realizing that the words she was now s...
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