July, 1972. Our 1956 model Cessna 172 needed a paint job in the worst way. Its red and white paint was peeling badly, and the aluminum shone through almost all of the fuselage. My dad told me that if I wanted it painted so badly, I could strip it myself. Our deal was that he wouldContinue reading “No Means No”
Category Archives: Grief
Bladder Cancer – A Family Experience
The memory of my grandfather standing in our powder room struggling with his ileostomy bag is indelibly printed in my brain. My grandparents had come to visit with my parents and the bag had leaked. PawPaw never had a cross word for anyone and he didn’t talk much. Andy always said PawPaw was a lot like God. He didn’tContinue reading “Bladder Cancer – A Family Experience”
What am I going to do with my Dad?
When your parent wanted to be cremated and scattered, but you can’t do it…
The Saga of the Missing Cat
In anticipation of my husband’s birthday party and 100 guests walking in and out of our home, we decided to board our cats with Plantation Animal Hospital, the veterinarian we had used for over three years in Macon, GA. You can imagine our surprise when, on Friday afternoon, someone from the vet’s office called andContinue reading “The Saga of the Missing Cat”
Revising my father’s eulogy
I began the eulogy by saying the Webster Marlowe his friends in Palatka knew was not the same man I knew as my father. I think I truly believed that until last Sunday, before I received a call from Patty. Sunday started out like any other. We woke up, showered, and went to choir rehearsalContinue reading “Revising my father’s eulogy”
Dr. Suzanne Minarcine 