An adaptation of some early December correspondences, and a follow up to our January 7th post of a similar name. In August 2013, I learned that a long-present (since the Spring of 2012) sacral-coccyx (think rear end) pressure sore, to which we wheelchair-rangers are especially susceptible, had deepened to a critical point. I had beenContinue reading “Dominoes, Pigs, Vacuums, and Providence Unfolded”