A Lesson My Aging Mother Taught Me
It had been brutally hot that summer. And throughout the state, towns and cities baked in the sun’s punishing rays. My mother’s half acre, bordering the West Warwick/Coventry line, was parched and arid but that didn’t stop her from hiring two sketchy-looking individuals to prune the forsythia bushes on her property. Why? She intended…
Coming soon–I’ll let you know when it’s “done”
The book that’ll help you buy property anywhere, giving you tips to follow. I also tell why we went back home. Our reasons will definitely surprise….food for thought.
Where will you retire? (we found our perfect home where we least expected it)….
My book–Boomerrrang (2 Boomers Find and Leave Their Dream Retirement Home) will be ready soon. I’ve had a couple of readers get back to me with their impressions. It’s being formatted properly. And some people are patiently waiting–folks who asked “When’s it going to be ready, because we’re going on our own retirement home search…
Our Japanese Nights, Wheat Fronds, and a House That Was Meant to Be…
A Letter to my grandchildren (one of many in my campaign to keep connection, while they’re so far away….) Dear Luke, Sam, and Finn… Our home is light-filled and it just seems “happy.” I’ve lived here for 27 years and Grandpa has lived here for 16 years (he moved in and took care of me…
Kinship with Ratso….
In the 1969 movie “Midnight Cowboys,” Dustin Hoffman’s Ratso Rizzo, a New York street conman befriends naïve Texas cowboy played by Jon Voight. The latter’s character had gone to the city to hustle his living but finds himself out-hustled by the crippled Rizzo who also suffers from TB or pneumonia—result of a tough street life. …
