Yesterday morning, a Sunday, I was driving down a busy road (Camino Ramon) to my sister’s board and care home. I had the newspaper, my laptop, and a busy day ahead. At the stop sign I stopped and waited my turn. Then I started through the intersection and whoa! A man with a big dog… Continue reading Pedestrians, Beware!
I admit it. The Saver’s Thrift Store in Dublin calls me and every other over-55 senior in the tri-valley on Tuesdays. Why? The 30% senior discount off of everything. That’s why. My massage and chiropractor appointment messed up exercise class for me, so afterward, I swung through CVS to get Sis’s meds that they’d sent… Continue reading Another Thrifty Day at the Thrift Store
Maurice was a sophomore at Riordan Catholic High School for boys in San Francisco. He played tenor sax in the marching band. His buddy Dave was dating a girl named Sheila from Mercy Catholic High School for girls, and he suggested that Maurice date her older sister, Colleen. The foursome went to the football game,… Continue reading A Lasting Love