Eight Days to Amish

No Paychecks . . . No Prospects . . . Always How one writer struggles to elevate from the hammock, overcome his God-given laziness and earn a living in a cruel world that insists he work. (The title of this blog is in no way aspirational or should be considered an endorsement of the Amish lifestyle)

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Friday, September 16, 2016

I"m quitting my imaginary job

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(713 words) This will come as a blow to those of you eager for my existential stability, but I’m bailing on the only real job I’ve e...

Thursday, June 2, 2016

Demented Mom's sweetness making me crazy

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(1,018 words) Being the primary care giver for an elderly dementia patient is like walking on a windy day with a beloved balloon...

Sunday, May 8, 2016

A son's Mother's Day lament (from '13)

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(717 words) The woman sounded alarmed. She called to tell me she thinks Mom, 80, is really slipping. “She asked me to take her to ...

Tuesday, May 3, 2011

Mom's sad decline

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I was more shocked than ashamed when the casual thought floated across my mind that I could solve a lot of our mutual problems by just pres...

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