At the beginning of December I called my mom one afternoon. Her sister Beth was visiting and was the one who answered the phone. I sarcastically asked, “Who is this?” She replied in a panicky voice, “Who is this?” and one beat later said, “Pat, they’re taking your mom to … Read More
Good Times Leading to Hard Times
About three weeks ago my mom went into the hospital with Covid and the flu. Over the course of two horrible weeks she managed to beat them both off with a ventilator. Unfortunately, that wasn’t the end of the problems, and she remains in the hospital today, fighting for her … Read More
Alone in Old San Juan
Slow pace of life as we roll into September, checking the weather daily for signs of any potential tropical weather in the Atlantic. So far so good. Hoping to squeak through the month and then start stocking up the boat again. We need a bigger office. Sundays are supposed to … Read More
Dealing in San Juan
It’s a hard time to be boat people. That’s not something I say lightly. Normally I’d consider our lifestyle to be far above and beyond pretty much any other, but right now being in Puerto Rico with virtually nothing open (museums, beaches, playgrounds, etc.) it’s just not easy to find … Read More
San Juan Sunday
Sunday afternoon in Old San Juan is usually a hopping time. The road along the water would be bumper to bumper, Calle San Sebastian’s restaurants and bars would be packed, and the park outside the forts would be pulsing with families flying kites and having picnics. But those were different … Read More