On Wednesday, I had my last hyperbaric oxygen therapy session, and I wanted to celebrate the occasion by doing something exciting and memorable. For some people, the celebration might be…
In 2009, I was diagnosed with stage 3 throat cancer and given only a 40% chance of surviving. Not knowing how much time I had left and the fact that I…
In my previous story ( My Weak End ) I updated it on the following evening but didn’t post any photos or videos from the walk because I was having difficulty…
So today was going to be special. I’d been fighting another nasty chest cold and had to miss a number of my hyperbaric oxygen therapy sessions this past week. The…
Several months ago, I had another tooth extracted by an oral surgeon. The thirty-seven days of radiation therapy destroyed much of my salivary glands, which produces saliva. And saliva is…
Just a short message to my devoted readers. Today, I decided to delete my Facebook and Twitter accounts. I don’t trust either of these social platforms to protect my personal…
There was a time, some sixty years ago, that I believed that most families had lives like the Cleaver family, of Leave It To Beaver fame. Mrs. Cleaver would often…
The 99B bus was coming into view, and the guy standing beside me at the bus stop had just lit a cigarette. As I was putting some distance between us,…
Every once in a while, I’ll hop in my car and head out on the road – with no particular destination in mind. Today, there’s a Pride Day Parade in…
Originally published on November 11, 2012 It must have caused quite a commotion when he arrived in this world. Come to think of it; I’ve never heard of it before (or since) –…