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 early 1960s, consumer product companies began to add chemicals to make their products better. Or so they thought.

I grew up with plain Ivory soap. It was a plain white bar, it floated in the bath tub, and it got you clean. That was it, nothing fancy. Then deodorant soap arrived. Then moisturizing soaps. They came in all shapes and sizes with an ever growing list of chemical additives.  That was when my skin began to change. Over the years I developed a variety of mild skin allergies that seemed to be attributable to the soap I was using at the time.

Recently I was introduced to a new soap. And while I wasn’t looking for a new soap, once I learned about this one I knew I had to try it. This is a natural product. It’s hand made one at a time. Since it’s not made in a factory, each bar is slightly different. And while it comes in many different scents, it rinses off easily and completely in the shower. I have never had the feeling that the soap ‘left something behind.’  For the first time since I was very young, I now get out of the shower feeling really clean.

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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


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 what you said to me when I told you I wanted to have the procedure done. A procedure that would be risky, as any procedure is, but that might point us to what’s wrong. The answer to why our children are in the clouds and not here with us.

I was angry at you for saying such a cruel thing. So I went to bed in silence and didn’t tell you to sleep with God and dream with me like I always do. I didn’t kiss you or reach for your hand in reconciliation. I simply lay there, emotionally entombed, trying not to breathe too hard or feel too much as I waited for sleep…

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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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