Her name was Amy. And his name? She called him ‘Allie.’ But that wasn’t who he really was in his heart of hearts. His true name was written with a ‘Z.’ And a slash! A tale of bruising love.
Tag Archives: Memoir
December 24, 2011
Comments Off on “Zorro and Me,” a Tale of Being Ravished by Love
November 8, 2011
There’s nothing special about this tale of a parent with Alzheimer’s except that, being a writer, I have the chance to write about my mother dying. A thousand other families reading this are going through the same anguished motions.
November 7, 2011
So, if my mother had not died from Alzheimers, she’d have celebrated her 82nd birthday today. But she did die, in 2002, of this merciless affliction. Therein lies the explanation for this downloadable song.
October 20, 2011
“Monastery Nights” is an Occasional Memoir of Visits to the Bhavana Society Buddhist Monastery in West Virginia and Encounters with Abbot Bhante Gunaratana. See new excerpts each Thursday on WestVirginiaVille.com.