Fred First
FRED FIRST: And the Memories Live On: Super-agers
Their brains age more slowly than normal-agersNot a day passes that I don't remember my mother, but especially this time of year. The end of May two years ago...
FRED FIRST: To The End of The End of The Book
The uncertainty and never-ending unknowing may soon end. For the past year, there has been...
FRED FIRST: My Wee Musical Man-Cave
Digital Tones and Frets and Reeds: Oh My!A month ago this small room behind me...
FRED FIRST: Still is Still Moving . . .
We just don't quite know when the VAN will be at the door
THE RECAPThe storyline...
FRED FIRST: Turning Points of Note From a Season of Change
First night: Middle of April: The sliding doors are open with nothing but the screens to...
FRED FIRST: Welcome Winter! (I Will Try To Give This Season A Chance – Again)
… When winter comes, our morning walks don’t end, but they are no longer a casual tiptoe through the woods.Winter walks are a deep-sea...
FRED FIRST: To Age Well, Start Young
"There is no cure for the common birthday . . . " - John Glenn
I remember it clearly. I was 12 when I first...
FRED FIRST: Things Are Looking Up . . .
Where the Sidewalk Ends (November 29th post) began a topic that loomed like a new chapter just ahead of me (and you, the reader).But Covid...
FRED FIRST: Doodling Really Does Help Me Think!
I Want an Apology From All My Teachers . . .
…who confiscated my etchings, mazes and caricatures during class.Unfortunately, the latter were good enough...
FRED FIRST: The Glue of Community Does Not Age So Well
Living in place does not insure a lasting connection, as friends our age drop out of the picture. Will we experience new friendships close...
FRED FIRST: Where the Sidewalk Ends
Are There Future Fragments From Beyond the Pavement?I thought of this 150 yr old farmhouse and the land around it as my story for...