PinnedBarbara Cole, Ph.D.The Way We See Things-The PillowAgony grabbed me a year ago plus a few months as I drove the long lane to property I have loved and owned for decades. It has been my home…Feb 211Feb 211
Barbara Cole, Ph.D.Bar Stool Falling and RisingStill wearing his fedora, he toppled backwards from the barstool, hitting the floor with a thud.Jun 82Jun 82
Barbara Cole, Ph.D.Tow Truck Operator GratitudeA lot of gratitude? Do I ever have it and some stories, too. Right now, we’ll just talk about the gratitude.Feb 51Feb 51
Barbara Cole, Ph.D.Christo and Me…in Central ParkThe taxi from Newark’s Liberty International Airport pulled alongside another car, the driver motioning that this was my stop. I grabbed my…May 30, 2023May 30, 2023
Barbara Cole, Ph.D.Trees as MemoirEver find yourself catching your breath, thinking it may be time to reminisce, reflect about where you’ve been in life and what you’ve been…May 30, 20232May 30, 20232
Barbara Cole, Ph.D.My Montana FirstsIt’s sticky, not yet sizzling. I check directions on an old-fashioned paper map. Just in case the nav system doesn’t work, I tell myself…May 30, 20231May 30, 20231
Barbara Cole, Ph.D.Not Every Place Is For EveryoneBright yellow orange flames shot from a thin gas pipe against the west Texas gray foggy horizon as noon approached. On a two-lane highway…Mar 13, 2023Mar 13, 2023
Barbara Cole, Ph.D.Final Exit Estate SaleAn early edition of Final Exit, a book well known to those interested in death and dying, lay in a cardboard box tossed in the driveway…Mar 13, 2023Mar 13, 2023