I can only imagine how difficult it was for her to make this decision. When she decided to stop driving at least her car was still there, downstairs in the garage. If she ever had the need or even an[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
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I don’t mind walking. I walk and jog at White Oak Park mot everyday. So yes, I enjoy walking. What I don’t like is walking to a place that’s supposed to be opened (and yes, they were open) only to[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
As I’ve stated in past comics, I know NOTHING about cars. So I’m at the mercy of trusting service garages and auto technicians. I’m hoping that they DID do a thorough check, diagnosed it correctly and truthfully and that the[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
It’s natural that when people get older that they tend to be more forgetful, that it’s not a just a sign of dementia. Other than the normal signs of aging, for a 93 year old my mom can still accomplish[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
I know there are people out there, in the world, who wouldn’t think twice about using a handicap placard to park in a handicap spot even though they weren’t handicapped. Hell, I’m sure there are people out there who aren’t[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
The split second when you forgot that you didn’t drive your car and you think your car was stolen. That moment you have a brain fart.
This is the kind of day, today, that I’m happy that I’m able to do. Now that I’m living just minutes from my mother’s house, after living hundreds of miles away since 1983, I’m available to help her out. The[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…