He had a pack of Kools and asked if I smoked; I said no – I was one of those annoying ex-smokers. I said that visiting friends and colleagues were always welcome to step outside to utilize one of the many large ashtrays attached to the walls throughout our large condo complex. The gated community had been constructed in 1978, a more... Read more
Since my last SharePost, I’ve had to say goodbye to my most supportive, loving presence – always on my side for well over a decade – my beloved pooch, little Miles. As I write this, I feel devastated. It was only yesterday, shortly before the noon hour, that I hopelessly stroked my dearest friend’s forehead as... Read more
Lots going wrong for me lately: I was stood up by a person I
deeply admire; patches of eczema are returning in this warm weather, despite
dermatological treatment; glaucoma is a nuisance; arthritis is annoying and – worst
of all – I fear Miles, my beloved pooch companion of over a decade – a cancer
survivor – is... Read more
He was leaning over the outdoor banister on the third floor of the condo complex where I live a nicotine-free existence. On occasion, I pass by a smoker’s obnoxious toxins, permeating the air. Each encounter with a smoker brings to mind, albeit momentarily, my unmitigated joy of being an ex-smoker.I don’t want to be... Read more