by Carolyn M. Crane | Jan 25, 2020 | Essays, Series, The Recalibration |
For about six months now, I’ve been working on producing various events that bring author Pam Houston to town. I’ve been a huge fan of hers since I first laid hands on the iconic Cowboys Are My Weakness, and most recently I devoured her memoir Deep Creek. Pam comes...
by Carolyn M. Crane | Jun 3, 2019 | Essays, Travel
May 12, 2019 My father taught me about walking on beaches. I was four when he had a coronary that promoted him to stay-at-home dad. We lived near the beach then, in Ventura, and we would walk it hours each day. It was his physical and emotional therapy, although I...
by Carolyn M. Crane | Apr 27, 2019 | Essays, Series, The Dog Days of Cancer |
Once Jack settled down and waited for his passport to come, he quickly lost consciousness. By the time the hospice nurse arrived, his death rattle song had begun. Brief periods of apnea laced in with the rattle. “He’s already deep in the death cycle,” she said softly....
by Carolyn M. Crane | Mar 2, 2019 | Essays, Series, The Dog Days of Cancer |
2016 It was a typical Friday in July in many ways. Jack had gone to walk the dogs along Bloody Run Creek, as he did almost every day. I was holed up at home, a month from my first hip replacement, getting around with a walker or in a wheelchair. We were waiting to...
by Carolyn M. Crane | Feb 21, 2019 | Essays, Series, The Dog Days of Cancer |
Jack and I had a few good weeks once he went on Hospice. He got his strength back. In fact, he grew stronger and stronger until the day he died. And for most of that time, thanks to a steady dose of steroids, he was lucid. But, as Dr. Fratkin had forewarned, the day...
by Carolyn M. Crane | Feb 12, 2019 | Essays, Series, The Dog Days of Cancer |
It was almost a year ago as I write this. We didn’t know it at the time, but it was the beginning of the last chapter of Jack’s cancer story. Early winter we got the good news that there was no detectable sarcoma in his last whole-body PET. “But,” the PA said,...
