Author Archives: gramundos1

It has been over three months since my last blog; during this time my life has largely been focused on discernment about a new relationship with Susan Scott. Because of the pandemic related to the Corona-virus we have been limited … Continue reading →

It has been over five months since my last blog. During this time I decided that I did not have enough video to create a documentary film based on Nancy’s life. Instead, I created a written remembrance, THE MUSIC OF … Continue reading →

Yesterday, because I knew that I was having visitors to my house, I decided to do some house cleaning–actually I am fairly regular about this activity–but I had not visited Nancy’s bedside stand since her death. There I found two … Continue reading →

Yesterday I took a walk through Doylestown. I happen to pass the home of one of the families whose children created drawings to illustrate my story, “Ice Cream Mud”. The mother was out raking leaves and the children were riding … Continue reading →

Thirteen years ago, at the age of sixty-four, I decided to stop promoting my stories for children and start to work on stories for the last third of life. Out of that decision grew the Jung performances, a memoir (E-book) … Continue reading →

Early this summer I shared plans to engage neighborhood children in an art project to draw pictures for one of my stories–Ice Cream Mud. It will be self-published as a picture book using Kindle Direct as I did the mouse … Continue reading →

For everything there is a season, and a time for every purpose under the heavens….. Ecclesiastes 3:1 I don’t know about you, but I have always treasured stability–the normal in my life–knowing there is someone who loves me and wants … Continue reading →

How can I experience the feelings of childhood at the age of seventy-seven? For many the answer is to spend time with your grandchildren–and I did that–but mine are now high school and college age and they are striving to … Continue reading →

When Nancy and I first walked through the front door of 68 Clemens Road, we both recognized that this was a place where we could host gatherings of friends and family–and we have done this for the past twenty years. … Continue reading →

Three nights past I went into the bathroom to brush my teeth before bed. In the process, I noticed that the water was not going down the sink drain. Have you been there? So I dutifully went to the closet, … Continue reading →