Dear Sidney

Dear Sidney, I live alone with my little buddy, a sweet 14-year-old rescue. This information really has nothing to do with my morning angst and the question that comes from it. I have three good friends. We all live alone. One such girlfriend is up before dawn each...

Dear Sidney, A heat wave is upon us here on the mountain. One minute there is so much snow that we can’t get out of our driveways and the next minute the heat has us sheltering inside drinking yet another Cuba Libre while watching Turner Classic Movies. I’m asking for...

Dear Sidney, A very dear friend, Mary, was left at the altar this week. It wasn’t really an altar, but a park bench along the Lake Gregory path with a clergy and a few friends. A reception was to follow with beers and shots at the Bear Claw Saloon. It’s so sad. Even...

Dear Sidney, So far the weather is being grand and just like it was when I was a child visiting my grandparents in Crestline. Not too hot with gentle breezes. I have one child age 10. Her father and I are divorced. He is remarried and has another child. The problem is...

Dear Sidney, I’m writing because I am ashamed of how large I’ve become. I truly believe the bulk of it is due to lack-a-nookie. It seems that when I’m in love – and I’ve been in and out dozens of times over the last 75 years – I maintain a healthy weight. In fact, I...

Dear Sidney, I came out of Snowmagedden OK. The snow melted, spring hit with a whisper and baseball season began. I’m 75 years old and am chemically addicted to a married, gorgeous, 26-year-old rookie MLB player. No amount of gin martinis can sway me, although he...