The deal was that if I found a job, my father would chauffeur me. He smiled when I bragged I would be pumping gas down on Carillo Street, that is, until . . . MORE (PDF)

Caregivers know about the carousel. On a lacquered pony, you ride up (good days) and you ride down (bad days) but the music never stops. There’s no choreography. . . . MORE (PDF)

TAMARA’S FLOWERS
 (GROWN IN OREGON WITH LOVE) 

            My garden in the lush Pacific Northwest is a world away from the triple digit temperatures of Phoenix in the summer.  But that’s where the flowers grew. . . . MORE (PDF)

CAREGIVER CAROUSEL