Where there is a Will

Like many of us older people, I'm self encouraged to make arrangements for "that day." I'm saving enough money to prepay for my cremation. I have a list of small items I'd like to pass on to specific people, mostly grandchildren, and great-grandchildren. And I'm arranging for my other stuff to be taking out of wherever I live and disposed of.

What I want to pass on is my creative work. Some of my photography is from what I call the wet film age. What's left is in some amazingly heavy albums. My digital photography work and collection of family photography taken by other family members and me is on the cloud.

A lot of my writing is parked out in the ether, such as my stories, plays, and blogs also, but there are some things in my logbooks and notebooks that I've kept. I have no idea how many pieces I will have published, but the files will be on the cloud.

Then there are my sketches and my vain attempt to watercolor paint. That is all going to New Mexico to be in the care of my daughter, Mary Jo.

Literary News

A shout out to those of you who have purchased my novel, 26 Women. Thank you. I really would like to hear what you think of it, good or bad.

I'm still working on my screenplay, Two Many Wives. I'm having more fun with these characters than I should. Unfortunately, that means that moving ahead with the publication of my second novel has been slowed down and a book of my best blog entries is on hiatus.

The second novel is finished but not edited. I placed this story in a fictional northern community in Wisconsin. The Thorton Community Repertory Company (working title) is a romantic comedy that peaks at the dynamics of people faced with a dilemma in their lives. How do they face it, and what are the results.

The blog collection is written, of course, barring some last-minute entries. But I must curate (I love that word) the collection. So I'm trying to decide what categories I want to present.

Two of the Milwaukee Theater, or if you prefer, Theatre Companies, have released their season schedule. This means writing preview articles for UrbanMlwaukee starts now.

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Once A Young Man

My late friend Jack had a saying that's lost on young people; it sure was lost on me. With his version of a Finnish accent, he'd say, " We are too soon old and too late, smart." I've never heard anybody answer the question about returning and reliving their youth that didn't include the covariate that they would know what they know now. Maturation and accepting the onset of the later years of our life goes a long way to mellowing our passions. Chicago Bear fans are less intimidating, and the members of the opposite sex who are age appropriate are far more appealing than we might have thought in our youth. Yes, I will admit some men still try to relive their youth in ways that defy logic. This facet of two late smart prevents athletes from realizing when their best years are behind them. More men than women seem to delude themselves into believing that members of the opposite sex half their age are suitable mates. I'm not going to deny that some of us old...

Which Doctor Do I Call?

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Watching the Oldies

Note: Last week's post was late. There is a reason. Read on. Classic Film: From Here To Eternity The film opens in Hawaii in 1941. The film stars Bur Lancaster, Mongomery Clift, Deborah Carr and Donna Reed. It is before the Japanese attack on Pearl Harbor. The only scene I remember is a scene many people who never watched the entire film have seen. It shows Bert Lancaster and Deborah Carr lying on a sandy beach, kissing as an incoming washed over them. Given the popularity of that scene, it was amazing to me that that iconic image is only seconds long in the film. The story is about the innocence of army personnel with no idea what's coming. Lancaster literally runs the squad while his Captain lets him take charge so he can campaign for his promotion and cheat on his wife. To make up for the disrespect he has for his commanding officer, Lancaster beds his Captain's officer's wife only to fall in love with her. Clift's character suffers the humiliation of an offic...

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