William J. Everett's Blog

Reflections on Writing, Woodworking, and Ethics

Next?

Upon returning from that haven of the wintered elderly, I had running through my brain an exchange that might amuse those of us in the Medicare crowd. And for those who have yet to bite into that apple of wisdom in the sunset years, this might provoke a chuckle as you anticipate being Next. For [...]

Live Oak

At a certain age numberless Americans and Canadians turn into snowbirds as the icy winds pour down from arctic climes, bringing with them snow. The snowbirds come to Florida and walk the beach, putter in the shops, and eat too much. This January we joined the flock to go to Melbourne, forty miles south of [...]

Dust

As I walked down a sandy path the other day, stepping on crushed leaves and unseen pulverized insect bodies, not to mention ashes and decomposed paper, I realized how we are constantly surrounded by dust. Indeed, the whole earth is constantly tending toward dust and emerging from it. Or so it seemed to me at [...]

Gone

It seems that most of us know someone who is suffering from Alzheimer’s Disease or some form of dementia that robs them of their mental capacities even as their bodies continue on. Sometimes the disease alters their personality. Other times it simply brings out features that may have been buried while they bustled about with [...]

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