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The Ojo Internet Mailbox (Wherein we publish some comments about our previous issues.)     ONE IS A LONELY NUMBER Karen Foster Wow. Christy, your article blew me away. Having also lost a spouse, I can honestly say that you clearly nailed it on every emotional level. Your writing is a gift to those struggling […]

LIFE ONGOING – When Will I Ever Grow Up? By Christy Wiseman     Being somewhat dependent on someone else and then learning to be wholly independent takes a bit of doing. In the process, I’ve sometimes heard the question:  “When will you ever grow up?”    I must admit that I’ve occasionally looked inside myself and wondered

Anyone Can Train Their Dog By Art Hessartthedogguy@yahoo.com The Treat   Since we use positive reward based training, the treat is an important tool in our training. It is firstly a lure to move the dog into a position or through an action, hence it must be highly aromatic, and next it is offered as

Farewell To A Friend By Dr. Lorin Swinehart   Our daughter Hope’s aging mixed breed Labrador retriever recently passed away. My wife and I always referred to Kodi Lynn Dog as our grand-dog. Kodi and I enjoyed many walks near our daughter’s home in North Carolina.  Kodi’s passing leaves a vacancy in all our hearts.

In Memoriam —Eric Roberts—     Eric Roberts, longtime member of the Ajijic Writers’ Group, passed away on May 1st of this year. We were unable to reach the survivors for historic data, but we can say for sure that he was born in Hollywood, California in 1930, and he died of cancer 86 years

Music In My Soul By Kathy Koches   “Music gives a soul to the universe, wings to the mind, flight to the imagination and life to everything.”—Plato Music has always been a part of my life.  From my birth, and even before, my mother would sing to me.  I remember her soft, gentle voice, soothing

Three-Sided Square By Margaret Van Every   I was seated at The Three-Sided Square, my outdoor surrogate church, before the program got underway. Someone wearing the kind of perfume that rocks your space sat down a couple of rows behind me. —“O-h-h-h,” groaned my seat mate, rolling her eyes, “in Canada public gatherings like this