A man with quiet dignity
I miss my dad. An endless well of grief brings tears to my eyes whenever I think of him. He was not a man I understood well when he was alive because we were so different. But as the years pass I am gaining a deeper understanding of him and how, in fact, we are…
Living alone during Coronavirus
I live in a neighborhood I don’t entirely trust because my house got broken into a while back. On Friday I lugged in the heavy CPU and monitor I got from work right when I arrived home. I didn’t want to leave the valuable hardware in my trunk for any amount of time. I didn’t…