Profile – Page 2 – For the Love of Lorna

Like a Lion

Posted on July 8, 2019 | by Jay

Lorna, it is true, has a heart of gold. But she also possesses the courage of a lion. “Courage is not the absence of fear but the ability to carry on with dignity in spite of it.” Scott Turow When we first met, Lorna was in her late teens. (See (more…)

Fresh Cups

Posted on June 19, 2019 | by Jay

Lorna is quite remarkable, possessing a personality of wonderful gifts and interesting contrasts. Seated at our fold-up kitchen table, Lorna hunches forward slightly and flips another page of her return visit callbook, or her “diary” as she usually refers to it. She is en wrapped in a soft, pale aqua-blue (more…)

That Time That Lorna—Was My Cell Phone Heroine

Posted on May 16, 2019 | by Jay

She…shakes her head, giving me a doleful look. It means that there still is no sign of Lorna. Wednesday, December 22, 2004, 4:45 a.m. “When again will you be home?” Lorna’s eyes are not directed toward me even though her question clearly is. She continues to look straight ahead into (more…)

Cucumber Cool

Posted on April 12, 2019 | by Jay | 1 Comment

“Jay, I nearly died today,” Lorna announces. The iron gate swings slowly open. Just beyond it is our building, the one containing Lorna’s and my home. The sky above is bright with a scattering of clouds here and there covering the lovely blue sky beyond it. Below, the manicured lawns, (more…)

Winter Nice

Posted on March 8, 2019 | by Jay

Despite the frozen vista outside, here in the car, we are, for the moment at least, immune to the chill. Soft, gray shapes, nebulous and wispy, form, transform, and re-form on the car’s passenger window. They grow and shrink in response to the steam gently wafting from Lorna’s coffee cup. (more…)

That Time That Lorna—Nearly Got Me Arrested!

Posted on January 19, 2019 | by Jay | 2 Comments

He looks at me askance. Was there something in my manner that somehow aroused his suspicion? “Jay, can you help me zip this case, please?” Lorna, struggling with the zipper on a very full suitcase, turns her eyes toward me with a mildly pleading expression. “Of course,” I respond. With (more…)

Pretty Face

Posted on October 6, 2018 | by Jay | 4 Comments

No matter how small the change to the décor, Lorna loves to play this game. “What’s different?” Lorna is standing in the middle of the room, her hands behind her back. On her face a sunny smile beams brightly. Gradually, her head turns from side to side as her big, (more…)

French Press

Posted on June 26, 2018 | by Jay | 2 Comments

Escaping my notice is a second fact—Lorna’s impatience is growing. Dawn has already broken as announced by the chorus of chirping birds not far beyond our window. The bedroom is filled with diffuse blue-gray light. Moments ago, I was in mid-dream when I was brought to consciousness by a sudden (more…)

Agatha

Posted on May 18, 2018 | by Jay | 1 Comment

Lorna’s world is a colorful one. This is true literally, of course. Her way of decorating her house and her style of dress are richly imbued with bright, cheery, and well-coordinated hues. (See Lorna’s Sense of Style.) Even when preparing meals, her choices of food items are guided not (more…)

Lorna and the Hillbillies

Posted on April 15, 2018 | by Jay | 1 Comment

“So, we worked in ‘The Bottoms’ today,” Lorna began. “And we met a few unusual people there.” Culture shock That phrase embodies the idea that when suddenly immersed into a new social environment—even though the experience may be at once strange and wonderful—one is bound to feel a sense of (more…)