Tag Archives: Dad

Reflection 2016

  by cheri block sabraw I looked in the magnifying mirror  yesterday.   In my eyes, I detected an alertness that made me wonder if such spirit portended fear and survival or curiosity and wonder. Though I would like to believe … Continue reading

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Fair comment

by cheri block I’ve been married to the same man for a very long time. He might say, in his charming and sincere manner that “…it seems like yesterday we were walking down the aisle. Life with you, Cheri, has … Continue reading

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The Hand

by cheri block My father Hugh’s right arm  could rotate like a Ferris wheel and elongate all the way to the back seat of our Buick Vista Dome station wagon. This superhuman feat Hugh could accomplish while also driving at … Continue reading

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Handy Hugh

by cheri block Today is my late father’s birthday. He died young, by today’s standards. He was a dentist whose hands gently repaired aching teeth. His hands, holding a reel,  also waited patiently for that trout-nibble in the river. They … Continue reading

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Irreverence at Tahoe

by cheri block My father was a people person. And he could be very funny when he wasn’t tense. He was an active man.  And, at the end of his life, quite brave, considering the circumstances. I will remember him … Continue reading

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White Sands, New Mexico

by cheri block White Sands New Mexico (between Las Cruces and Alamogordo) Temperature (perfect for the high desert) 80 degrees Sentimentality (barometric pressure 100 degrees) My husband and I are spending time in the high desert of beautiful  southern New … Continue reading

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Bluey, Bluey (48 years later)

by cheri block You will forgive me today, won’t you? Instead of telling stories about literature, education, human foibles and courage, I am throwing confetti (from my shredder) above my head and letting it sprinkle to the floor in a … Continue reading

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The Glorious Central Coast

by cheri block I blame my father Hugh for my inability to nap. Keep your eyes open or you might miss something! I am on a short two-day spring break from school, so why not take a drive with the … Continue reading

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Another cup of Joe

by cheri block sabraw Joe and I met at our usual time and location (11:30am at the Elephant Bar) last week to catch up on our summers. Approaching 80 years of vigorous living, Joe’s knee and hip need some oil. … Continue reading

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The Only Place Success Comes before Work is in the Dictionary

My first vivid childhood memories took place in what the famous American poet T.S. Eliot would have called, The Wasteland. That barren tundra, teeming with lizards, snakes, and scorpions, is New Mexico, more specifically, White Sands Proving Ground in Las … Continue reading

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