Man Vs. Machine

By Edward H. Garcia When I was a kid, there were people around–not necessarily in my family–who could fix every machine they owned.  No doubt that had been truer in earlier generations, but even in, say, 1950, most machines were fixable. When one broke...

Clearing Land and Psychological Thickets

By Edward H. Garcia These nice spring days, my wife and I often go back to the thicket near our house before supper for an hour or so of clearing. Our place is thick with oaks, pines, sassafras, cedars, the occasional hickory and maple and lots and lots of vines. We...

The Care and Feeding of Your Old Person

By Edward H. Garcia Demographers tell us that old folks are the fastest growing segment of the population, so if you don’t have one of your own now, you probably will in the next few years. If you haven’t been around old people or have avoided them because they creep...

I’ll Never Forget What’s His Name

By Edward H. Garcia I’ve recently turned 70, so naturally I’m concerned with memory problems. I find that names and abstract nouns have started dropping out of my brain at an alarming rate. I am telling my wife about the pilot for a tv show I’ve seen. I want to tell...

Notes From The Other Side of 70

By Edward H. Garcia I know it’s not necessary, but is there really anything wrong with looking at the tube of toothpaste you’re squeezing in the morning and thinking, “Someday — and it could be any da — I will squeeze a toothpaste tube for the last time”?...

Geezer Voice, Geezer Walk

By Edward H. Garcia You get to my age and you start worrying about decrepitude.  That’s not the same as getting older—which is inevitable, and it’s not the same as looking older, which in spite of Ginger Roger’s best efforts, is also inevitable.  But I’m hoping that...