In the Pines Retreat: I Remember

  1. The month of May.

Me, in the Wild West, going through a divorce.

In a lively divorce group–not widowed, a divorced group.

Then, I received a call from back East.

Mother was ill.

She had recently walked on the canal, with Alix, talking and having tea.

But she felt ill. The flu?

It didn’t go away…


-njvm 2019