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June 7th, 2010
Dad would have been 71 on this day. Again such a strange surreal turn of events in God's plan. We had planned and tried to steel ourselves for so long as Dad began to deteriorate from his 11-year fight with cancer. He was still of course moving around and as active as he could be towards the end but it was obvious he was not doing well. Then that surreal day when Mom called April 22 of 2009 to say Dad was indeed gone, but dead from car wreck, not from the cancer. Happy Birthday and RIP Dad. Amen.
May 21st, 2001
The sun is coming soon, and I hope my sleep will be right behind. I'm dead on my feet, but not for the reasons I expected. I didn't spend all weekend busting my ass for the newspaper. I don't do that anymore. I'm leaving the paper in five weeks, and will not look back. I may write for it, I may not. I will decide that when the time is right for that decision. Right now, the only decision I have to make is whether or not to grab a beers from the fridge. Probably not--I'm already so drunk.
February 10th, 2007
100 words starting with few beers washed down with a few of something else…and now 4 am is here and it feels like it’s been a long time coming. Somehow I feel one hundred words may be hard to find, as I desperately try to stop myself dreaming of being warm in bed. My hands feel cold and I have to squint to see the picture on the screen. A hysterical sister lies behind me. She exits. “I can’t stay with you,” she’s cracking up. Maybe we all are slowly. Or maybe I just have one hundred words to fill.