Posts
Peggy, my wife of 51-years
The circa 1955 house in which we have lived for 32-years
Cats, cat art, cat poetry, cat cartoons, cat fiction, cat history, the cat goddess Bastet
Memories of my mother, my father, Peggy’s mother, my father’s mother, various dogs, and other beloved dead, some of whom I only know through what they left behind
Believing that my mother and father did the best they could despite their failings
Coffee in the morning
Not having to worry about running out of money—at least not very much
Having access to medical care
Blog friends who I will never lay eyes upon
My British friends, Michelle and Philip
Phone calls from Philip
My sister, Anne
My thoughtful and generous former neighbor, Ellie, who just brightened my day with an email
My longtime friends, Jackie and Kurt, who are coming to visit me today
The cartoons of Gary Larson and George Booth
Gomer Pyle’s sweetness, innocence, honesty, and natural ability to find the good in everyone
Ernie Pyle’s ability to write eloquently and perceptively about the war that made him miserable and finally killed him
My houseplants
The marigolds and elephant ears (taro) that I grow in my backyard planter; the petunias that I grow in my front planter
People who are kind to animals
People of exemplary integrity
Knowing that the world’s most generous people are often its poorest
Reading about knots, houseplants and other things in bed at night
Tying knots in the cords that I keep by my bed
Having been born in the first half of the 20th century because since childhood it has made me feel more mature than people like Peggy who weren’t born until the early 50s
Western movies and TV shows
Enjoying old movies and old TV shows with Peggy
