Category: Mount Lemmon Fire

  • Difficult Passage From Mt.Lemmon

    I had a daughter once. She died a suicide at 34. She rotted for a week before someone inquired about her. When my wife and I entered her quarters, riven with books, everything had the smell of decomposition to it. Alcohol, soap, fresh air, Febreze, nothing could erase that nauseating odor.…

  • Lemmonade In Order Now As Explained

    I am almost 63 now, feeling much like I was at 30, 40 and so on, as if the body of a car ages and the transmission still hums along, unseen, unnoticed, still running in the way it  was when new. I prepare for my dying in several ways, non…

  • Spending Time With Mt. Lemmon

    Over the weeks I have posted selections from my “book” of musings and reflections about the fire on Mt.Lemmon 5 years ago. I am 5 years older and I am editing as I go along. If you rifle through the blogs you will come across the first entry. I have now…

  • Staring At Mt. Lemmon

    I keep looking and staring at Mt. Lemmon as it is alive with flames and cabbage head smoke blown by the winds to one side. If I could grasp what I see, I imagine I could see everything else. I feel as I see life through cataracts. One word runs through…