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By Faith Ellestad Late Spring of 1966. My brother and I had just returned home from college, Jim from Ithaca, New York after a wildly successful second year at Cornell University and I from UW Whitewater where my first year … Continue reading →

By Marlene Samuels I grew up in a community almost entirely devoid of old people — those who might be considered “grandparent” age. My understanding of “grandparent” was so totally confused and distorted that the concept and title resulted in endless disappointments … Continue reading →

From time to time you’ve seen me post here about the Guided Autobiography method developed by Dr. James Birren. It’s the best-kept secret for enriching your life, in my opinion, not to mention an effective and enjoyable way to get … Continue reading →

By Patricia LaPointe, originally published on Medium What’s this? The universe sent me a gift? There was supposed to be only one. The universe decided two would be better. Susan was expected. Jennifer was the gift. The universe must not … Continue reading →

This morning, my “Upcoming Workshops” email went out to the mailing list I’ve compiled over the years from people who have attended my workshops and talks. I thought I’d share that info here, as well. Everything I have on the … Continue reading →

Maisie is anxious.  Maisie is old. She has confused her days and nights.  Well, being a cat, she is probably right on schedule, so it’s really my days and nights she has mixed up I’ve never been a particularly good … Continue reading →

By Nancy Levinson I am sitting on a front seat reserved for the elderly trying to catch a read of a few paragraphs at the red lights. At Wilshire and Greenley a man boards, and although he’s not elderly, sits … Continue reading →

By Joshua Feyen Click here to read the first two posts in this three-part story. I stopped to ask Jay about his time in the Hotel. We walked for a while in silence, and then he shared how frustrated he … Continue reading →

By Joshua Feyen Click here to read the first post in this three-part story. I explored a couple more hotel rooms, rifled through a suitcase full of trinkets and more letters, climbed into a wardrobe and discovered it had a … Continue reading →

By Joshua Feyen We arrived at 7:30 p.m. for our 8 o’clock entry, and shivered in line for 20 minutes on a dark and wintry New York City side street in Chelsea. The line moved, and we were grateful to … Continue reading →