My brother passed away last weekend. Roger left us forever at five minutes after midnight on Sunday November 9th, 2014. I was on my way to the All Soul’s Procession, a wonderful contemporary community sharing of celebration of people’s lives and supportive public sharing of grief when I got the news via text on Sunday night. […]
Official Old Fart Entertainment
Last evening, even though my mind was elsewhere, I decided to still attend dinner theater for which we had purchased tickets. A friend, a political cartoonist, produces theater on the side. The most off off off broadway you can get is Great American Playhouse in Saddlebrook in Oro Valley. It is THE Old Farts Capital of […]
Veteran's Day
I was 10 and 11 years old when my brother was wounded in Vietnam during the TET Offensive. The first time he was wounded, shot, I was 10. The second time he was wounded I was 11. I remember the Marine Corps car pulling in to the drive twice. It should have been a […]
Abandoned
Maybe I am feeling this way. Maybe I am feeling that most people who counted in his life abandoned my brother. In any case, I was flipping through pics on a free image site I use and found this one that I contributed to the site. I came up under a keyword search for the […]
Roger Lee Hill, August 4, 1948 – November 8, 2014
I just got back from the All Souls Procession. I checked messages on the Trolley on the way to the plaza at San Augustine Mercado. I hadn’t checked them since this morning. I got a text from my nephew saying his dad had died last night. Rest in Peace my Brother. Mom, Dad, Dave, Max, […]
The Books of Our Mothers' Mothers
One of the best things about living in the future, as I refer to the 21st Century, is access to information that has come before. And I in my feminist way, of course, am referring to the bits and pieces of daily life that get lost along the way to posterity, notoriety, and history… the […]