I went to the doctor for a check-up. He said I was perfectly healthy. Well, I knew better. “C’mon doc,” I said. “No more sugar-coating. Give it to me straight. How much longer have I got?” He replied, “If you keep taking care of yourself, you’ll most likely be around for another 30 years or
Drake Levin died a few days ago. Drake was the kind of guy who will have a party thrown in his honor that takes two weeks to plan. He had a smile that was bright enough to light up a poker room. He played guitar like someone who was a pop star in the 60′s
When my dad died in 1996, there was one uproarious moment during the formal mourning period, a story that has been told and retold, tilled and retooled. First came the evening wake at the funeral home, a highly populated event. The next day there was the funeral at the massive Catholic church with aisles filled.
Last week something died. It happened right across the street and I took pictures. One way of thinking of what happened is that one organism of one species was dismantled by several organisms of another, like what hyenas do to a gazelle and what slugs do to a lettuce plant. Another way to think of
