On Being Serenaded

Every woman should date a musician at least once. Just to see what it’s like to be with an artsy type of guy. I did just that in my first year of university. I was studying math and sciences.  Calculus and statistics and biology and physics labs. Rick was a blue-eyed, blond-haired guitarist studying communications.… Continue reading On Being Serenaded

Number One Brother: Marty!

“Just wait; you’ll see for yourself it’s true. If you swim and hit the therapy pool afterwards, you’ll feel like you’re 60 again!” I chuckled at the group of octogenarians in the pool’s locker room. I don’t know how 60 “feels” yet. But, when you’re in your eighties, I’m sure feeling like you’re 60 is… Continue reading Number One Brother: Marty!