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Why, Why, Why?

The old man had cried on and off over the past five days.

It’s not manly.  It’s not the way a man is supposed to act.  A grown man sobbing like a little girl.  A grown man tearing up during a chance encounter with a neighbor or with a salesperson who had simply said ‘have a nice day’. Continue reading Why, Why, Why?

You’re Not Right

I dialed 911 one afternoon because I thought that I was having a heart attack.  I had been wide-awake for two nights with a pounding heartbeat, but without the shooting left arm pain, the anxiety of the possible outcome doubling the tightness of shoulder muscles and the paces across the living room floor. Continue reading You’re Not Right