My dad was mowing strangers' lawns on the day that he died. He woke before sunrise - the habit of a blue collar lifetime - with his schedule for the day written out on a piece of college-ruled paper, copied from the app where homeowners booked him for reasonably priced lawn serv…
"I just accepted that as a part of my life, accepted that forever I would always be a little in the place that I was not.." Spalding Gray
Some of my regulars, the couple with early dementia, have a crime fiction and thriller library of frankly mind-boggling size. It’s larger than some boo…
This is another part where I have to admit I’m bad at telling a chronological story. So, the first time I went to Florida after Dad died, we got a dogs…
I live in the hills behind a former company town. A two-lane county highway that bisects the village in the valley below us is lined with batt-and-boar…
I arrived at the address given to me by the cleaning app, guided there by Google Maps which signs me in on arrival. There's a locked gate. I check the …
So I was not entirely truthful when I said we threw out or burned everything from inside of Dad’s house, because there was one thing. It’s the box. Bac…
The clients are a young married couple, born about the time I graduated from college for the first time. On the up and up. The condo is decorated in th…
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