Together, Again!

I have recovered sufficiently since coming home from Amsterdam in August to have reconnected with many people and places in my community. In fact, I've never better understood the dearness this place holds for me. Of course, I'd never lost the connection with our dear daughter: Victoria was bedside with me in the ICU and…

Getting Back to Living

Six months out from my May 5 burst arterial aneurysm, I recently headed up to Shands Hospital in Gainesville for a check-up. After all, my Amsterdam doctors had attributed the near-fatal bleed to Segmental Arterial Mediolysis (SAM), a disease so rare that no one can yet say how it all turns out. I might have…

The Patience of an ex-Patient

My brain rushes through all the things I think I must do today, or tomorrow, or should have done yesterday: paying bills; cleaning house; making, changing, and keeping appointments. I've already done a mile walk and 20 minutes of squats, planks, and leg lifts. My daily crossword and cryptogram are complete. It's too early to…

Civil Servants and Politicos

Now, it's personal. When this immoral president makes scathing remarks about moral career government employees, he's aiming at my home turf. I was a state government civil servant for nearly 30 years before retiring to Florida. My BA in Urban Affairs and Masters in Public Administration qualified me to enter the ranks of the Budget…