Jun 20, 2024
Sadly moving. My grandmother forgot who I was, then remembered, then forgot... then I wasn't there at all.
Sadly moving. My grandmother forgot who I was, then remembered, then forgot... then I wasn't there at all.
A bit Stoic, I live in a cabin in the San Bernadino mountains. I publish fiction, poetry, and memoirs when I can. I draw on 70+ years of life experience.