Category Archives: good memories

Field of Dreams

Ray Kinsella: Fifty years ago, for five minutes you came within… y-you came this close. It would KILL some men to get so close to their dream and not touch it. God, they’d consider it a tragedy. Dr. Archibald “Moonlight” … Continue reading

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I Am (not) A Rock

Part of the life of most bipolar people is regretting not living the life they could have lived. In most respects this is caused by the illness – the inability to make a keep friends, jobs, other social contacts. But … Continue reading

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Reflections on the day after Christmas

Not a thing in the US. But it could be. About half of everyone I know gets some kind of sickness or injury around the holidays. My wife has the eternal cough and I am fighting what may be some … Continue reading

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Merry Christmas before the deluge

I know, I know, I should write something. After all, it’s three days before Christmas so something profound should be written. Perhaps something Dickensian to keep with the spirit of the times as certain people contemplate the return of the … Continue reading

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Happiness Is (with extra Broadway)

I’m so happy. That little red-headed girl dropped her pencil. It has teeth marks all over it. She nibbles her pencil. She’s human! It hasn’t been such a bad day after all. Without fleas Today’s cheap shot comes again at … Continue reading

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We were friends once, and young

Today’s screed is a situation that probably everyone can relate to or has experienced in one form or another. From The Washington Post: I was ghosted by my bridesmaid. It hurt more than any breakup. Best friends just. . . … Continue reading

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Nostalgia or Reality? The Travails of Someone Who Remembers Too Much

I wanted to write something light today, maybe a story from my younger years not punctuated by my father’s threats of violence or my mother’s benign neglect. In short, without the grand hand-wringing mess of angst this blog has, unfortunately, … Continue reading

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