Sunday, April 01, 2007

EVERYBODY HAS STORY OK!!!!!!


MY GRAMA WAS GREAT RACER. WITH GREAT INJURIES. WAS IN PAPERS FROM VEGAS TO OMAHA


SOOOOOOO LONG, I WANT TO BE JUST LIKE AS HER!


FINALY! GOT SOME INJURIES! (NOT AS GOOD AS HERS, BUT STILL, I FEEL SPECIAL AND PROUD!)




TODAY THOUGH FOR FUN OF IT I WANTED TO SMILE ALL THE WAY. ALONE DRIVING HOME FROM “L.A.”


I TRY AND I TRY.


BUT TURNS OUT



= I CANOT SMILE ALL THE WAY WITH SUCH GOOD PROBLEMS!




AT THIS MOMENT ROLLED DOWN SQUEAKY 1984 CAMRY WINDOW AND THROW PROBLEMS ONTO 605 FREEWAY


LUCKY NO COPS AROUND


NOW AM HAVING NEW COURAGE =NOT TO HAVE PROBLEMS AND TO SMILE


ALL THE WAY


IT COME FROM NO ONE AT ALL

GRANDMA GONA BE DIFERENT KIND OF RACER FROM YOU.
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I came to Minneapolis from southern California this May to help my 88-year-old mother care for my 86-year-old father. He fell last November, and then declined cognitively for a month as his bones healed at a rehab facility under quarantine. He hasn't undeclined. Before retiring in the 1990s, he was a theater critic, & still seems to have some of his self-confidence and wit alongside vascular dementia, Parkinsonisms, incontinence and real trouble walking. Given his otherwise-ok health, he might still have some tolerable years ahead, though with new parameters. My mom's a novelist. She seems made of iron.