Cranky Ken
I spend my life looking for the Friend When I find him If I find him Will I get those years back? Rumi
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Neighbor Carl
“And Kennedy made him a national hero,” my neighbor, Carleton summarized, “and that’s the only reason he didn’t go to jail for rape, murder, kidnapping, and, ironically, perjury? Just to get Hoffa?”
Joyce Hicks Rothdram
Granny spit blood into her Kleenex, sipped her watered down Scotch on the rocks, and tried to take a drag off her cigarette. She coughed up bloody phlem, and these were her final words to me:
Wendy Anne Rothdram
“I love you, too, Jason. I always have.”
Mrs Barbee B Abrams
Her final words to me were, “I love you, Magik. I believe God brought you into our lives for a reason.”
Edward Grady Partin
My father’s final words to me were:
Coach Dale Glenn Ketelsen
Dale “Coach” Glenn Ketelson Obituary: 2014
Dale Coach Glenn Ketelsen
I copied this from the internet.
Aunt Janice; and Tiffany
Not long after the pandemic shut down the world, Aunt Janice called and I answered my iPhone. “Hi, Aunt Janice,” I said into the void. “I’m happy to see that it was you, calling.” “Jason, I’m so hurt by you!”
My thoughts on the JFK Assassination; and what we could do about it
I have no idea about many things, and I rarely know why I do the things I do. I’d love to collaborate on a final chapter to a memoir I’m working on; it’s a work in progress, and I’d like the final chapter to be a bit ambiguous, to leave them wanting more, and to […]