Oh. February…

Oh. February. You–the second month of 2011. You've done it again. Delivered your annual numerical tease. First, You dump upon my already frozen body more white stuff. I think. January and December snowed so much, I lose track of it. On day 14, You blossom in...

At Peace

Photo:  david.nikonvscanon At last, my father is at peace, as are we, members of his family who watched him struggle with the brutal onslaught of Parkinson's.  He died Tuesday night, March 1, one-and-a-half weeks after his 88th birthday. The post...