Yearly Archives: 2015
That Was Recovery
Hours came and went. The sun rose and set. Doctors visited in the morning. Nursing shifts came and went. The Fair and Industrious Trudy never left my bedside. Tuesday. Wednesday. Thursday. Friday. Saturday. Sunday. Days of moments in which the only task was to get to the next moment. The next meal. The next medication. […]
The Making of Delirium, 1-2-3
I am out of the hospital. Still waiting on full results. But am recovering in relative comfort at home, cared for by the Fair and Industrious Trudy, two dogs and a faithful son, with well wishes coming in from down the street, across town, and across the country. So let’s get down to business… Prelude […]
Cheeseburgers in Pradise
Ok. Enough of that. We’ve got a trip to finish. If you’re still with me, it was morning in Florence. Early morning. It was time to catch the train. Trudy and I got up well before the dawn, packed our bags and walked to the train station pulling them behind us, grateful for the sidewalks […]
If I Had A Pencil in My Hand
1. If I Had a Pencil If I had a pencil in my hand and a piece of paper in front of me, I might scribble something. A big soft-leaded pencil, maybe, that could make dark black lines across the page. Except that isn’t true. I wouldn’t make dark black marks. And if I had […]
The Day in Cartoons
Our last day in Florence was full of art and architecture and of sculptures and gardens. We didn’t take in nearly enough — so much to see; so little time. I don’t have anything particularly insightful to say about that day. Still, I’d like to share some of it. So I’ll walk you thru a […]
Paolo’s Club del Gusto
1. The Hunger It was early afternoon on our last day in Florence. We had postponed lunch, and now I could feel the hunger rising. “I just need a sandwich,” I mumbled as we walked down the narrow Via de Neri. At that moment, I noticed people on the other side of the street sitting […]
Mighty Fine Breakfast
I’ve talked about it perhaps too much — how every morning we were in search of a hearty breakfast and how we had good success most mornings. This last full day in Florence was no exception. Let me show you what I mean… Just look at the satisfaction on Trudy’s face. And just look at […]
Lost and Found Pants
On the agenda at the beginning of this day in Florence was a trip to the laundromat. As it happened, there was one just down the street from where we were staying. So before going to breakfast at Caffè Il Sole, we took our bag of dirty clothes down the street to try our luck […]