Visiting Mom 2015 – Part One
The choice became to go see her now while she’s still alive although she has no idea who I am or wait until I get the call about her funeral.
Tag: Sarcoxie
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 again. I want more pictures. I want to people watch and absorb the atmosphere. I have ideas for blogs but…
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 day before – a shock to find it in the 60’s. The Hungry House is the only restaurant anywhere near…
(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 that here all I see is faded paint, burnt out lights and desperation? Maybe the worn out carnival is a…
