Lost and found is my eureka! blog, my rediscovery of my short fiction and poetry submissions published in literary magazines and university literary journals some decades ago. Interspersed, occasionally, with more recent, hitherto unpublished pieces.
Great good humour, a wonderfully good nature and relaxed sense of well-being, inclusive of my presence. A robust, sometimes wry, always clever and succinct ability to sum up a situation and see a problem through to an immediate and appropriate conclusion. An unfailing reason and presence of mind, capable of deep interest and understanding, overwhelming me by the width and breadth of his boundless curiosity.
A completely open and reasonable mind, alert to nuances and perspectives. That incurable curiosity about what lies beyond his previous experience and knowledge base, leading him to propel toward acquiring a well-grounded understanding to accomplish whatever tasks he sets for himself, out of sheer determination and willingness to acquire the required ease with the tools required.
His character and sense of responsibility, leading so frequently to a considered analysis, a workable conclusion. His engaging empathy extended toward and beyond the familiar. His unwillingness to harm even noxious, nuisance things that live and thrive, invade and irritate. These creatures will be rescued and retrieved to live another day, why not?
His intemperate joy in life and its complexities. His keen, sometimes puckish more often mordant, razor-sharp wit, geared to amuse and yet balance carefully what lies beyond the sanguine obvious. His courage in helping me to face any shared life difficulties. His unflagging regard for the well-being of intimate others, me primarily!
His encouragement, his reversions to the enthusiasms of youth, drawing his adoring partner to repeat the pleasures of, say, dancing to the music of younger years, all those too-many-to-count years ago when we truly were young, the age our grandchild has now attained, oh my!
And so much more.... The smile that lingers on his familiar face as he regards me. The comfort of his touch as flesh meets its partner. The love and trust, respect and joy that exudes from each of us. Inexorably, toward the other. Ah, I regret to say, the position is no longer open; it has been admirably filled. I commend you for your interest and urge you to try elsewhere; it will not be regretted.
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