Gary Strachan – "Write" Said Fred
Whimsical observations from deep within an erratic mind
This morning, I was reminded by a social media app that two years ago today I wrote the spoof new story below about my dad, who passed away in October 2017...... I miss the old man terribly - What I'd give today to see him squabbling with the Connie Club committee over subscription fee costs.................. Continue Reading →
Triggers abound; blindsiding brood Culprits melancholic refrain, aroma, vino, cuisine Messages present on device; though hearken avoided Sobbing avoidance key for offspring of taken Tears for departed patriarch not an option Resistance to avoid exhibiting fragility his lad’s focus. Triggers ad infinitum; their sporadic existence surety Though no surety of coping strategy to employ Has... Continue Reading →
A week ago today my family and I embarked on an unwanted existential odyssey of grieving. The unwelcome but not unexpected consequence of our clan leader's passing. In these fledgling days of sorrow, each member of the brood has dealt with this sad event in their own different ways. Some have offloaded their grief by shedding tears of despair at their loved one's loss. Others... Continue Reading →