An hour a day, sometimes more, I chipped away with mallet and chisel on a block of marble

Let’s stop the crying, Millie. It’s true our friends are dying. They’re old like you and me. Why not celebrate instead that 80 years ago you and I

Many years ago Miriam’s parents took the kids for the weekend while she and Jack motored north to fish for trout in Montana at Miriam’s request.

I can’t speak for other men but as I grow older I have found listening to my wife makes life easier. So when she said we should move to a retirement community while we’re still in reaso...

Beautiful fall day in a potter’s field outside a small town. A funeral is underway but that doesn’t stop

He wants to do certain things he should have done before old age and illness reaped their harve… The doctor gives him days perhaps a week to breathe

I will no longer feed the birds on the front porch as I do daily autumn through winter when I go out at dawn to get the paper on the lawn and spread seed on

Another day at the zoo and Wally’s new job was to feed the ap… Old Stanley had fed the apes for 40 years and loved the job but told Wally he was retiring.

It’s your anniversary so you’re thinking steak but your wife wants ramen so you go to a nice place and order the fancy ramen

Sleet on the turnpike in the middle of the night but I keep driving, both hands on the wheel, nowhere to pull off,

Covey of nuns without benefit of wimple graciously attired sport coat, turtleneck, skirt scurry through the airport

One has to be careful campaigning door-to-door. One doesn’t know who’s behind any door. Could be someone

The alarm clock screams at 5 a.m. and I get up to attend a funeral 50 miles away, a long drive back to a corner of Chicago once rife with corned beef and cabbage but