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Weekly Contest #287
I loved visiting my folks in San Francisco in the late seventies. I lived in Las Vegas with a good job and no kids. The round-trip flight from Las Vegas was a whopping fifty bucks. My dad was my rock. He was dependable and supportive, but my mom and I shared a history of more down times than up times. The problem between my mom and I revolved around my obesity. She saw my condition as one of neglect infused with rebelliousness. If she suggested a diet and I tried it but didn’t lose the amount of weight she thought I could, I was shamed ...
Weekly Contest #133
Ruth Emory's attic was proof that when things were out of sight they were also out of mind. She had been de-cluttering up there for almost a week. She had made it through a mountain of boxes filled with old dishes, discarded pots and pans, clothes and half finished knitting projects gone awry. Now that the great wall of boxes had been reduced there were only a few pieces of furniture left. There were 2 rockers, Jim's roll-top desk, a bright yellow kitchen step stool (circa 1950) and an ancient floor lamp that was mostly brass and weigh...
Weekly Contest #132
Are you there God? It’s me…the Invisible Old Lady on Every Street. We have to talk about this aging thing. On the invisibility scale I am almost a winner. The first thing I noticed when I crossed over the old age threshold was a distinct shift in my universe. I can’t tell you exactly when this happened but what I can tell you is that things have been weird and off kilter ever since.All through my years of youth and adulthood I was quite visible. Sometimes this was for the seventy inch length of me and sometimes for the two hundred plus pound...
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