I am 67 years old and retired from writing the metro column for the Evansville, Ind., Courier & Press. (My legacy website is www.pluggerpublishing.com. It has links to my columns, the columns of others, my Appalachian writings and a...
When I write about the artists in, “Forgotten Rock n Rollers”, some people misunderstand my reasoning. To me any singer or rock n roller that does not have name recognition in todays society is to me forgotten and that...
It astounds me as to how many of my peers feel old. I don’t relate to that at all. In fact, I recently celebrated my 65th birthday. While some of you may think, “Oh, she’s just a kid”, others...
Years ago it didn’t matter, but now I wish I had asked my parents and grandparents so many questions:
What was their first job? (Doug began teaching at a salary of $2800 a year. Judy needed permission from the school...
Ask any current or former caregiver to describe the role of caregiving and the answer you will often hear is “journey”. The definition is certainly appropriate; however, there can be much more to the job. As a former co-caregiver...
Whether you own your own home or rent a condo or apartment, a smoke alarm is not only necessary, it's required by law. For seniors in particular, keeping smoke alarms in good working order requires a checkup every few...
Marlene's Story:
Marlene, 63, had been taking care of her grandchildren for several months. Her daughter was having problems, including an abusive relationship. Children's Aid has a priority list when placing children in foster care. If at all possible, they...
Retirement can be a shock for many seniors. Suddenly, they no longer have a job to focus on. There seems to be too much time.This is when seniors can put their heads together and come up with ideas for...
I’ve heard it said that a bond between a grandparent and a grandchild can be a magical one. If I could properly find the words to describe my deep connection with my late Nonna, my maternal grandmother, this piece...
A salt and pepper-speckled tweed hat sits perched on the top of a file cabinet in my home office. The hat once belonged to my father, who wore it regularly on family hikes. I recall the trips fondly …...
