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In the cards

In the cards

For the past two years, I’ve had the privilege of talking to a group of Ms. Haynes’ eighth-graders at Northpoint Expeditionary Learning Academy about senior and assisted living in this community, sharing a few stories about what it is and why some people end up living...
Gift of time

Gift of time

I discovered at 6:30 a.m. on the day of the Walk to End Alzheimer’s that despite having read up online on all the steps to make percolator coffee, I had forgotten one critical element – the cups to pour it into. Luckily, we live in a town where early store hours are a...
Kitchen table wisdom

Kitchen table wisdom

My dad complimented me on my Sunday column last week about Prescott’s growth and I gave him a strange look. That wasn’t me, I said, and after a few minutes of back and forth, he fished it out of the recycling bin and handed his copy to me. He was right, and so was I....
An uphill climb

An uphill climb

It’s hard to start over. I think we’ve all been there, where something we took for granted sneaks out the back door in a worn pair of running shoes when you aren’t paying attention. Something about the last few years made me forget I used to think working out was fun,...
A history of caring

A history of caring

One of the first doctors I met when we moved to Prescott was Dr. John Oakley. By the time I met him in early 2013 at a local non-profit for end-of-life education, he’d been retired for a number of years. I didn’t notice the building I was sitting in was named the...
Jumping into the New Year

Jumping into the New Year

The other day I was cleaning out a desk drawer in my office and found an envelope that said, “Kelly Resolutions 1999.” I opened it, hoping my 20th-century goals might have been a little more creative than “eat more vegetables and exercise more.” I was disappointed to...