Whoops, I’m back, Sorry, I thought I had a good reason
I embarked on a perilous hike down an un-maintained trail into the Grand Canyon. 4 of us, age 26 to 79. 79 was me. We only made 2 miles of the 7 ½ hike and I called it quits before I fell or died. I didn’t die but I did fall several times. And I cried when I made it back to the top. Patti has been picking cactus thorns out of my leg for a week.
Retirement and death have been on my mind lately. Long time friends have been checking out. I miss them. I have written a short poem about these thoughts:
Being dead,
Is Being,
Still.
My poet friend Dominic helped me write this. Thanks Dom.
I really do love my life.
And my blog.
And you for reading this.
Sometimes tears come for no reason.
I do have a new office address.
My Blog, please. With the new address
311 Main Street #9
Seal Beach, CA 90740
