I thought we had more time. Nerve damage brought on by neuropathy slowly robbed my father of his mobility beginning more than a decade ago, necessitating the use of a cane initially and walker more recently to so much as navigate his tiny apartment. He was increasingly frail, often expressing fear of falling on his way to the library or grocery store and breaking a hip. Month after month, week after week his world became progressively smaller. Those walks to the library became less and less frequent until they were no longer possible and trips to the grocery replaced with shorter walks to the nearby dollar store and deliveries from friends & family.
As his physical limitations grew though his mental prowess never waned, his offbeat sense of humor keen as ever. He became prolific and refined in his work; writing and publishing two novels, a book of short stories and countless articles & book reviews for alternative newspapers over the last 3 years. He read voraciously and wrote with a ferocity to match. He was doing what he loved to do most in this world and doing it better than he ever had. When the time would inevitably come for him to be confined to a wheelchair I took comfort in the fact that he didn’t need use of his legs to continue his life’s passion; to grow as an author, to express himself artistically, to feel contentment and pride in his children’s accomplishments and the role that he had played in shaping them into adults capable of achieving anything they set their minds to. I looked forward to being both a participant and a spectator in the next chapter of his life, with all that entailed good and bad. Health concerns notwithstanding I envisioned and took for granted that next chapter, without specific content or conclusion in mind. I thought we had more time.
My father Larry Gross suffered a heart attack and passed away on Monday June 15th, 2015 at the age of 61. To his friends, family and loyal readers I say thank you. You gave him more happiness and fulfillment than I can ever put into words, truly. Thank you, from the bottom of my heart.
In lieu of flowers or donations please consider supporting a locally owned business of any sort, alternative newspaper, artist whose work speaks to you or simply by expressing your personal thoughts as a comment to this post. My Dad would ask for no more and appreciate each gesture equally. Thank you all.
It wasn’t my intent to be knocked on my ass with this flu bug but apparently that’s where I’m at. At least today I feel well enough to tell you I should be back soon.
Back in the summer of 1994, I was dating this nice girl who lived over in Kentucky. I don’t even remember which part of Kentucky as we didn’t date all that long.
She was a Country & Western music fan which was OK with me until this song came out.
“Thinkin’ Problem” was recorded by David Ball and this woman I was seeing went nuts over it. She would play it over and over again when I was visiting and would play it in the car too. When she couldn’t hear Ball sing it, she would sing it herself—all off key, of course.
I hate to say it, but it’s one of the reasons I broke up with her. She and “Thinkin’ Problem” were just too much.
I started thinking of that song the other day and wondered if it and David Ball was still around. The video at the top of this post confirms it as Ball singing the song was shot in Nashville last year.
Now that I know “Thinkin’ Problem” is still around, I need to find out what happened to my old girlfriend.
I have no idea what Jason Alexander was thinking when he went on “The Howard Stern Show” recently and decided to go into why his girlfriend on the “Seinfeld” show, Susan—played by actress Heidi Swedberg—was killed off. All these years later, I don’t see the point of bringing it up.
Here, maybe you do.
I feel embarrassed for this actress who played Susan and Alexander has recently come out to say he’s sorry for what he said, but the damage has already been done.
None of this will change the world today or tomorrow, but it was kind of like Jason Alexander pulling a George Costanza. He was basically stupid and so was this..
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Meg lives in my apartment building here in Covington, Kentucky and she’s a nice, older lady who is always friendly to me and I’m always friendly right back. Sometimes I think—actually I kind of know—she would like more from me, but thankfully I don’t see her all that often.
That changed for about 20 minutes a month ago.
To read my latest column in CityBeat, “The Pop In,” click here.
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Zatarain’s may consider this free advertising for their product.
Whenever I head to Kroger, I’ll pick up a box of Zatarain’s dirty rice and also a box of their red beans and rice. Sometime I’ll get the black beans and rice, but not often.
Do I ever get their low sodium? Only by mistake. I like the original stuff.
To the dirty rice, I’ll add a pound of ground beef and also some red pepper or yellow pepper or green pepper—whatever I have on hand. I’ll also add some white onion.
I’ll usually get two and a half meals out of this.
When it comes to red beans and rice, I used to like the Kroger brand better, but I can’t seem to find it anymore—so I’m back getting the Zatarain’s brand.
To the red beans and rice, I’ll add some turkey sausage and also whatever kind of pepper I have on hand as well as those white onions.
Just like the dirty rice, I’ll get two and a half meals out of this dish.
If Zatarain’s does consider this free advertising, they are free to send me a case of each product.
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P.S. I’ll be back here on Thursday.
This has been a long time coming—well, maybe that’s not really true but at least it is this morning—but I am losing interest in politics. It all seems like a game to me.
I know Jeb Bush is one of the top 10 GOP candidates, but I can’t get excited about that and do we really want another Bush in the White House? As for myself, no. The thought of it makes me extremely depressed.
Apparently, there is also a math problem with ranking the top 10 GOP candidates. Here, NPR can fill you in. My hearts just not in it.
I may feel differently later, but for now, just wake me up if Bernie Sanders starts making progress.
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