Author Archives: J T Weaver

About J T Weaver

The author of "Uphill Both Ways," a thought provoking series of stories about life, family, and growing up.

An Untainted Discovery

When I was growing up in the 1950s, allergies were very rare. Peanuts, nuts, wheat, and the long list that we all know now as the cause of allergies had no such effect when I was young. Then in the … Continue reading

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Retirement and Irrelevance

Teenagers think they know everything, yet they know almost nothing about life. They are barely educated and lack even the smallest morsels of life’s experience. They think their parents are old and out of touch. They truly believe they can … Continue reading

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Will you still need me, will you still feed me,

Sir Paul McCartney wrote “When I’m Sixty-Four” when he was only 16. I first heard it on the “Sgt. Peppers Lonely Hearts Club Band” album when I was 16. At the time, it was nothing more than another really good … Continue reading

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Uphill Both Ways

Now that my relationship with Amazon has ended, I am very happy to once again make the entire compliment of Uphill Both Ways available on this blog.  I have organized the book on a new page Uphill Both Ways to … Continue reading

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A wife’s letter to her childless husband on Father’s Day

Originally posted on bloomingspiders:
? I lay in bed the other night, hands crossed over my heart and legs pin-straight, and thought of those words: This is not about me at all, is it? This is all about you. That’s…

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30

30 is such a good age.  You’re close enough to your prime in your 20s, yet now growing into a nice maturity where you make fewer mistakes and enjoy life more.  You might be getting married or even starting a … Continue reading

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The Plant Speaketh

Today I sit in the quiet of the morning with the faint tap of rain on the roof and the click of my keyboard. It’s a perfect writing atmosphere. A little while ago, I heard a little whispered voice say, … Continue reading

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