Dick Weinman

On the go
Musings on Life in An Assisted Living Facility
Senior couples drinking coffee
I live among old people. I’m one of them. 87 years old. That’s the average age of Assisted Living Facility (ALF) residents. Pretty accurate in our ALF: many in the eighty decade, several nonagenarians, one centenarian + 2 or 3 years. Quite an assortment of Geezers and Gezzerettes. No wonder I feel old!
Group of multiracial young people sitting outdoors and watching down to his smartphones
The Thin Edge of Dignity
Spring tulips
The Thin Edge of Dignity
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Powering my way through octogenarianism, I eschew mere sitting on my tuchus as the decade tick away. But suddenly I have an AH HAH! Moment: Why no go back to school – post-secondary, of course – at the neighboring university?
High angle view of many hardback books. Library or school.
The Thin Edge of Dignity
Chicken noodle soup in bowl on wooden cutting board. Copyspace.
Piled Higher and Deeper is an acrimonious, snide, “inside baseball” sarcasm directed to the high scholarship and intellectual accomplishment made manifest in the Ph.D. degree that compels the honorific “Dr” to be spoken or written preceding the name.
Football
Ya gotta a Bowl, huh?
Hanukkah dreidels isolated on white
A great miracle happened here. Or nes gadol hayah sham.
holiday-holly
Holidays in Assisted Living Facilities
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