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  1. Tuesday, March 17, 2015 · Don Krumpos

    His Fantasy Land

    The oxygen machine hums all day. It doesn't stop. The morphine pump beeps at intervals I've memorized by now. These are the sounds that fill Dad's house — not his whistling, not the clatter of tools, not the screen door…

  2. Thursday, April 9, 2015 · Don Krumpos

    The Dash Between the Years

    The last couple of days, Helen and I sat at Dad's house making a photo board. We spread everything out — shoeboxes, envelopes, loose prints — and just started sorting. That was the best kind of therapy. Not talking about…