From my ages of 3 until 10 my parents, my brother, and I lived in the parsonage, a grand old white house for the priest, my dad. It sat against the parrish church. The modern beachwood organ sat up in the choir loft above the pews on the first floor worship space. I used to …
Month: February 2023
The Urgent Fight
I was diagnosed in 1995, 28 years ago. My first 15 years were fairly easy. A cane. Self injecting. Lots of MRIs, doctors, and drugs. Then in 2010 I had to step down from my law partnership. Almost did not survive that. Now for four years, I have been full-time in a wheelchair and sometimes …