The Last Sarcoxie Day
Back in Sarcoxie I stop to visit Maxine once more. I won't see her again before I leave. I wish I had the energy to go down to the square…
Sarcoxie Days
9/7/14 I'm on my way home! Yay! Yesterday we went to breakfast at The Hungry House with Maxine. It was raining and cold after the 90 degree heat of the…
(Chief?) Sarcoxie Days
I'm back in Sarcoxie. Again. Ugh. Chief Sarcoxie Days is a celebration, but of what? Obesity? Poverty? Hopelessness? Am I just used to everything new and bright and shiny so…
The Guilt Trip 2013 (Part 4)
Thursday is our last full day here. We’re going to lunch with the aunts on my mother’s side. Well, two of them. Martha is sick with a cold and can’t…
The Guilt Trip 2013 (Part 3)
I lose track of time while I’m cleaning and sorting and before I know it it’s ten o’clock. I’m afraid I’ve missed the window of opportunity where Mom will know…
The Guilt Trip 2013 (Part 2)
Tuesday evening we were invited to my Aunt Rosemary’s for dinner by her daughter my cousin Janet, who is the only one of my cousins I sort of stay in…
The Guilt Trip 2013 (Part 1)
It’s Wednesday. I’ve been here since Monday. I’m surrounded by things I don’t want to do. I have a headache. For the second day in a row the coffee I’ve…
Family Therapy in The House of Dust, Part Ten, The End
That evening Sue allows me to take her out to dinner for her upcoming birthday. We go to a Mexican restaurant. It’s practically deserted, due in part to the weather,…
Family Therapy in The House of Dust, Part Nine, The Rest of the Trip
On Tuesday Sue and I head to Utica because there is a place there that does wine tasting and features wine from a local winery. The entire time I lived…
Family Therapy in The House of Dust, Part Eight, The Rest of the Trip
The drive is uneventful otherwise. We talk some but mostly we listen to Steve’s CD’s. He has them in a metal case and he’s very good about changing them. He…