Tag: mother

Prepare a Place For Me

There was only one reason why my father would be calling me.  My mother must be dead. He explained how it happened, how just last week he had given up taking care of her at home, that for the third time, she’d gone limp… Continue Reading “Prepare a Place For Me”

Things My Mother Taught Me — Partly on Purpose

My mother taught me many things she didn’t know she as teaching me and probably had no intention of teaching me. She also tried to teach me things I had no interest or ability to learn.  This is suggestive of a lot of crossed wires… Continue Reading “Things My Mother Taught Me — Partly on Purpose”

Say It Ain’t So – Rats in the Basement: Part 3

Why Nelson?  Don’t take this the wrong way.  But he’s my rat. You know how they say that only the rats and cockroaches would survive in a nuclear holocaust.  Yeah, well, my son would be right there with them, making a sandwich and watching… Continue Reading “Say It Ain’t So – Rats in the Basement: Part 3”

Say It Ain’t So – Rats in the Basement: Part 2

Things got worse before they got better. The next day, the Batzner truck pulled up in front of the house. The driver got out and put on his sandwich sign which said in 2 ft tall letters:  THERE ARE RATS IN THIS HOUSE.  RIGHT HERE. … Continue Reading “Say It Ain’t So – Rats in the Basement: Part 2”