Wild Horses Statue, Providence, RIRight, so where was I? Ciaragh was back, I was done with GARF, and life was settling down so I could get ready for my inlaws to come for a visit.Yeah, that didn't happen. Not even close.For those that don't know, my mom had some sort of major neurological event around… Continue reading And another hot minute passes…
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My Little Irish Wanderer…and the Aftermath
Well, so it has been a hot minute since I last updated this - or wrote anything if I'm honest, but work and life have not given me a second to breathe, let alone open the laptop.That little face there is my Ciaragh (Our Cailín Ádh), and she has had a marvelous adventure this week that… Continue reading My Little Irish Wanderer…and the Aftermath
#tenyearsdunne
Like it was just yesterday. I still remember you on one knee at Manchester Airport (if you want me to say yes to something, asking when I'm jet-lagged and just getting off an 8 hr flight is a good time to ask), and I remember Louise looking concerned that I might have said no when… Continue reading #tenyearsdunne
#funnynotfunny
Mr. Allen, White County High SchoolGrief is a funny thing. Not funny ha-ha or funny "that is so interesting," but funny "what the..."My default for handling things that are generally unpleasant, sad, upsetting, or otherwise is not to handle them. I use what I call the Interpreter Protocol - I close the door on whatever… Continue reading #funnynotfunny
"I lift mine eyes unto the hills…"
Here is the public obituary (written mostly by my sister with input from me and our mom):Hoyt A. Allen, 1933 - 2018Please, if you knew him, or even if you didn't, take a moment and have a read about a life lived so well and with so much love by this soft-spoken gentleman from the hills… Continue reading "I lift mine eyes unto the hills…"