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Alzheimer Disease

Your memory once excellent, is now faulty. Checking your little shoulder bag, you count the things in it: your I.D., your reading glasses, a notebook and pen. They are all there. Your coat? You are wearing it. You smile. When … Continue reading

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Mister Nobody

I met him several years ago while seated ta adjacent tables in Sapporo’s pedestrian underground. I was reading a book, and he was sleeping with his head resting on a big black bag. Waking, he looked up, and we smiled. … Continue reading

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Why did these men in black steal my house with all my things in it, saying my house is theirs, that it belonged to their family before it belonged to mine? How could that be, as my great-grandfather Hamid built … Continue reading

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Old love

How long has it been? Looking back, so much has happened since we met sixty years ago when you were twenty and I was sixteen. We married one year later in the village church, with everyone gathered around — aunts, … Continue reading

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Being old

Being old happens when you live long enough, the hair on your head turning white or falling out; your steps, once confident, falter, so you carry a cane with a spike on the end so when the snow falls and … Continue reading

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In nature, even the smallest things are beautiful.  

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Hokkaido Owl

Looking down from her perch in the tree, she waited. Then, seeing movement in the forest bed, she opened her wings and, falling, grasped the tiny animal in her talons. It was enough for her two little ones, awaiting her … Continue reading

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  What he remembered was the air raid siren, then running through a wall of flames. Mother, holding little sister close to her breast, ran next to him. He remembered stumbling over bodies and nearly falling down. Then they were … Continue reading

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Every little once in a while

                Every little once in a while there is a song, a murmur, a hope. Every little once in a while there is life, and singing, and cheer. If what you want is … Continue reading

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What is a family? Is it made up of people related by blood, or does it include friends? My family includes both — a hodgepodge of people, a cousin here, my brother and his wife, a nephew and a niece, … Continue reading

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