Tag Archives: The Beatles

This is what it sounds like when doves cry

That night Grundy gave me a ride home. It was starting to snow as the sky was getting light. I remember the flakes hitting the windshield and the wipers, the flakes looked funny, I was still feeling the effects. When … Continue reading

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Once there was a way to get back homewards

My dad told my 91-year-old grandmother, his mom, we’ve moved to Germany for nine months and she seems OK with it, she says. They live about 20 minutes from each other in Pennsylvania — my dad, his sister Sue and … Continue reading

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When I’m there I’m not

Connecting! I’m on the text now because I got one while I sat at the restaurant across from my kids, coloring.¬†We step outside to take it down, it’s so good. (It’s like we’re here now, but not. I can see … Continue reading

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