Old Folks – Part 3
Visiting my parents’ still bodies was always a bittersweet experience for me. To my eyes they looked the same as they had fifty years ago – just laying there as the life-sustaining machinery beeped and buzzed, filling the room with the electronic white noise that kept them alive, yet trapped in their shells. I could [...]
Old Folks – Part 2
Just woke up. I can’t remember the last time I actually took a nap. I used to view them as a waste of time… but right now I feel ages better than I did an hour ago. I recently celebrated my seventieth birthday by running in my forty-third marathon to date. Every time I attach [...]
