October 26, 2025

Liam’s Costume

His “guy” was some video game warrior I had never seen before nor knew anything about. Not Robin Hood. Not a tiger that permitted the loud, aggressive, in-your-face roaring he loved so much…He wanted his “guy”. And of course “Grammy” would figure it out”
September 15, 2025

Cul-de-Sac Summer Camp

Our camp was boy heavy. The leader was Tony. We would follow him anywhere. He knew all the cool things to do, like leaning on trees with one foot and tossing rocks at fences. There was Luc, a tiny, quirky guy who would engineer all our imaginings into reality.
April 14, 2025

The Yellow Labrador Retriever

Despite being an old dog, he never seemed to tire of the winter. The more snow, the better. Bobalou’s celebration of each inaugural snowfall taught me to welcome the winter, to appreciate it as a season of renewal, to breathe in that cold, familiar midwestern chill as if it were a regenerative elixir.
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