A toast to a brilliant man lost to Alzheimer’s and a life lesson from bowling.
What Alzheimer’s and bowling taught me about living life to the fullest.
My mother-in-law, Reba, was a pear-shaped Italian-American woman who was short on legs and long on patience. She wielded a wooden spoon with the skill of Rachel Ray, one of her favorite TV chefs, or an old-fashioned school matron depending on who was hungry or who needed a quick redirect.
Paul Fitzsimmons, a local farmer and father of three who spend his life dedicated to his land, his family and friends, died Saturday, July 21, 2007, at his home in Macon. Known for his love of the land, from which he made not only his living but also his life, Paul farmed and raised cattleContinue reading “Paul Fitzsimmons | 1935-2007”
Gerald “Jerry” Payne, family man and U.S. veteran, dies at 69 Jerry Payne, whose greatest joy was his larger-than-life family, died of cancer on August 6, 2017. He was 69. Jerry was raised in a two-bedroom house in the tiny town of Lingo, so small it can’t boast of even one stoplight. The middle childContinue reading “Jerry Payne”
Mom asked me to write her obituary. Yes, she’s still living, and yes, it seems like a strange request. But as a writer, this isn’t new. In addition to the many obits I wrote as a journalism student, I’ve written two for loved ones. This ensures three things: 1) My loved one will not beContinue reading “Mom”