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In part one, Tree grew tall and firm in the forest in the mid-1800s, only to be felled by a human and cut into boards used to build a house.

Dear Amy: I am a 60-year-old widowed man.My wife of over 30 years passed away four years ago after a long illness.My late-wife’s sister and I started spending time together about six months ago.

I wrote the piece below five years ago.

Regular readers of this column will attest to the fact that my summer has been defined by two words: home improvement.I was set to start the summer with a new storm door at the front of the house and a walk-in shower at the very back.Both are still undone.But fret not!

‘Learning with the Littles’ I just finished a visit with my littles, aka grands. They are five dollars, nearly three dollars and 25 cents, if… Login to continue reading Login…

‘Dancing and Fishing, a tale by Uncle Jep’ Did I tell you what Aunt Ida and her pal, Laura, did the day after they get… Login to continue reading Login…

‘Aunt Ida, A Tale by Uncle Jep’ Ida were my mama’s sister, but she were on’y a year older’n me, so she were one of… Login to continue reading Login…

‘Becoming a survivor’ “At first I was afraid, I was petrified…” — Gloria Gaynor My life has become a series of projects. Flooring. Painting cabinets.… Login to continue reading Login…

Dear Amy: A year ago, my mother-in-law’s live-in companion died by suicide. He was 88 and had just gotten a terminal diagnosis. My husband took… Login to continue reading Login…

Dear Amy: I have lived my life trying to help people. I have “gone to the rescue” many times to help people who were needy… Login to continue reading Login…