Letter to my son

I am sensing in your mood that you are hearing some bad things from people who knew me at Kent and Harvard and other times. I am very sorry for this. Sorry that people are telling you and sorry that those things happened. There were a lot of people taking advantage of me and leading me down wrong paths and … Continue reading Letter to my son →

Kent School, Connecticut

We used to vacation at Lake Waramaug near New Preston, CT, and my parents discovered that there was a boarding school nearby. It was about a minute before whey decided to A send us to boarding school and B be definitely interested in Kent, especially because of the equestrian program. In other words, my mother … Continue reading Kent School, Connecticut →

In the Courtroom?

In my mind I see my father in the courtroom. He gave vague information to me about his whereabouts for the last few days, he was vague and they were for a long but indeterminate period. Usually we are here most of the day most of the time and we do our best to be … Continue reading In the Courtroom? →

train tracks

the tears I've cried would leave traintracks down my face if I had ever been able to actually cry them. There's a freight train that runs through this vicinity, it runs about 400 yards from our home. It runs throughout the day and night. Not TOO often. I have finally got the hang of it. … Continue reading train tracks →

My father is thrilling but also dangerous and deadly. He misses the days when people were in awe of his mental powers. 90 must be hard. Getting to know my keyboard. My sister, on the other hand, was never thrilling. She came into this world by killing my cat and the kittens were all gone … Continue reading →

Meanwhile…

"As time goes by," i while away the hours as im able. some business going on with the new computer that i cannot rivulge. It us downstaurs in my fatgers kutchen. I am in my usual place I pstairs in the cottage. I n like lists and irgsnuzing things, women do, wow! I callwd myself … Continue reading Meanwhile… →

her majesty the queen; Elizabeth II: a poem

I met with her a decade and a half ago when I first started blogging. In my mind she came to my house to check on me because I had been writing on this site the divine anointment of royalty; specifically, Her. That the idea had gone out of style but should be brought back. … Continue reading her majesty the queen; Elizabeth II: a poem →

Memes

there should be 2 here . The EVE meme for everthing thats happened since late Octpber laat year and another for a story which i hate to dredge up, about an older woman from Texas and a Viet Nam vet the same age who thought i was a horrible person for disliking it when she … Continue reading Memes →

annointed

Ross

the crux of the matter

my mother and father held me all my life since age 24 b3cause of 5he night about 3 months after Werne4sville, the doctors were tapering off 5he medic8ne. I 5hought tgat meant stoppin ng it altogether. there 2as an insanely horrible moment when my mother triggered an 8nvokuntary and 7n c ontrollable r3s9 r3sponse 0wgph3n … Continue reading the crux of the matter →