Jim Olson 4/18/24 Henry David Thoreau was to have said that “The price of anything is the amount of life you exchange for it”.  As

The Comfort of Robes Jim Olson 10/18/11 Following the passing of my oldest brother who was just a scant seven seasons older than my 50

Working with Dad Jim Olson originally authored 6/15/11 / edited 2/13/24 Dad passed away in August of 1997.   Mom remained in the home they shared

When Common Becomes Adventure Jim Olson Originally authored February 18, 2011 Years ago, my close friend Ron and I planned a day of ice fishing

The things we leave behind 2/5/2024 Jim Olson I received a call today, the kind of call that initially sucks all the air out of

Jim Olson 1/9/24 It is nearly a year now since mom’s passing and the solemn weight of any voicing of the phrase “thank you” has

Jim Olson 6/20/23 In 1954, my father and mother, having saved every cent my father sent home while in the Army during the Korean War,

Jim Olson – January 29, 2023 It was inevitable that mom would eventually come against a wall equal to her considerable grit.  It came at

Jim Olson Originally authored November 25, 1997 Edited and First published 11/25/21 As an adult with adult responsibilities, I could easily be accused of spending

Author’s note:  These long-ago personal essays on my Dad’s demise from Alzheimer’s were never published.  A lifelong friend’s recent loss of his mom to the