"Do Not Discard!"

Join this bionic grandma in her battle against "the wrinkled years."

"Do Not Discard!"

About the Author

Still Here and Still Having Fun

 I never thought I’d live this long. I feel like I’m in my forties only smarter.  All the superficial worries I had back then I’ve finally shrugged off like a molting canary. It’s a great feeling. But the downside of longevity is that you outlast everybody and everything — even your vacuum cleaner.  And nobody knows what to do with you — especially society.

    Society keeps trying to hammer this square peg into its round hole. And I just don’t fit. And like the millions of other seniors over 60, I’m not ready to be discarded for anyone else’s convenience. I’m having too much fun.

    That fun started when I was in the 5th grade and decided that I wanted to be a writer. Of course growing-up and “life” intervened. But like a perennial weed on the wind in drought I re-rooted year after year always finding my way to working with words — my lasting passion.

    Like so many of us caught up in the 2008 recession, I lost my job with the American Red Cross and became unemployable by age and profession. Thousands of writers and photographers across the country were losing their livelihoods as the worldwide web hijacked their readers and made everyone a blogger.

    My salvation was to develop and publish my own online news magazine about a small New England town — idyllic Monroe, CT. For over seven years I ran around town all hours of the day and night, camera and notebook in hand, capturing the community-side of life.  And how I loved it!  But all my years of traipsing through woods and climbing on chairs to get that shot or follow that story took its toll on my knees. It was cartilage out and arthritis in.

  Soon I was scheduled for bilateral knee replacement.  And it was then — when I couldn’t get real answers on what to expect — that I decided to write my book about being on this back side of life’s rainbow where challenges we never envisioned slither into our lives.

   We can either hunker down and take what comes or run head on into the scaly fray swinging a big club. I choose to be a swinger and have the scars and empty bank account to prove it.  Yet I’m happy. And I’m here to help you through your challenges by talking about mine.

    It took me two years to write “Do Not Discard!”  It’s our battle cry for living past our expiration date.  We really can do so and happily — but I’m not saying that it’s easy. It means making our own informed decisions. Controlling our lives ourselves.  And living boldly. My book won’t be out for a while. In the meantime meet me here at www.Do-Not-Discard.com.  We’re all sailing toward the same destination. But wouldn’t you rather be on a party boat?


I finished my first race ever this June walking on new knees and hip and placed Third in the 79- and-over Division. Replacement parts are wonderful!


RIP  2008 – 2020

Prancer, a six-year-old rescue,  not only became my Mobility Dog teaching me to walk again after many surgeries, but was my Best Friend and 24/7 companion.


Nothing makes a garden happier than a homemade scarecrow. Add a few flowers among the corn and cukes and your neighbors will be applauding on their daily walks.