Archive for the Ghosts Category


Oh My Gawd! Someone hand me a towel…

He was in my dream last night. Nothing naughty – we used to be friends when I was 13. Sometimes the mind does some recycling while you sleep, and in this case, my mind recycled Frank. We were pals – I was part of the letter-writing team when his parents shipped him off to military [...]

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September 27th, 1995.

Twelve years ago today, at 6:04am, I officially became an orphan. I was sweaty and smelly from spending two days in the hospital – I remember I was wearing blue Calvins, a white Washington DC t-shirt that I never wore again, and my black cowboy boots. My hair was tangled and natty. I was sleep [...]

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How easily we forget

Today is my mother’s birthday. Had she lived, she would have been 64. I completely forgot about it until a moment ago, when reading an article that had the date prominently displayed. I guess that’s what 16 years can do.

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An Angel Fell to Earth

On this day 30 years ago, the angel who was sent to save my life was born. Every year I make it a point to celebrate the day, and the life of the one who was tasked by the Divine to rescue a sick, battered orphan. I don’t know what purpose I was saved for. [...]

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Mother, Mother

It’s been fifteen years since my mother succumbed to lung cancer. Cigarettes were her vice. Two and a half packs a day for thirty years. When she died she was just 47 lbs. Everyone loved my mother. She was a perfect angel to all who knew her. Kind, benevolent, trustworthy – she was a girl [...]

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Twos and Sevens