Over the 7 years of retirement since my dementia diagnosis, I have gradually realized that direct activism has become a thing of the past for me. Every now and then I get so mad, though, that I have to participate, for example, in the rally protesting the LDS church making apostates of the children of […]
The idea of the Ouroboros, or tail-eating serpent, first lodged in my mind during an organic chemistry class when I was 18 and in my second year at the University of Pretoria. By then I had already met Peter and we had moved from being “just friends” to “going steady.” We were in class together […]
I have been lucky enough to accumulate four strings of pearls in my lifetime. Last week, I lost them all. Above, wearing my first pearls on my 28th birthday in 1977, when Marissa was 6 months old. Peter gave me bunches of flowers, wrapped in newspaper those days. My first pearls were from Japan, which […]
The day before my eyelid surgery, my unparalleled agent, Kate Garrick of the Karpfinger Agency, sent me an e-mail titled, “You inspired a dance work!!” Kate elaborated that Stephanie Nelson, choreographer and artistic director of a contemporary New York City-based performance ensemble called the Stefanie Nelson Dancegroup, created an evening-length contemporary dance work partly influenced by Memory’s […]
When my opthalmologist told me that I would benefit from eyelid surgery because my droopy eyelids were obscuring a large portion of my upper visual field, one of the first things that came to mind was gratitude that there was such a thing as Medicare and that they would pay–“they” being the two different government […]
I want to point out that posting this totally unvarnished photo of myself shows that vanity is not an insurmountable obstacle in my life. What I intend with this post, is to let you know that I am going to have “cosmetic” eye-lid surgery tomorrow–the kind of “cosmetic” that Medicare, aka, you, the taxpayer!–will pay […]