Autumn is here. The holiday season is fast approaching, and as I walked to the shelter yesterday, I once again realized how lucky I am to live near the coast of Southern California.

Because of the traumatic brain injury created by electroconvulsive therapy—shock treatments, I can’t give you a timeline in any order.

This season we watched a cycle as old as time but still able to cause Burt and I (two ‘Oldsters’) to breathe deeply and pause to sit back in wonder.

The other morning my agent from Red Willow Talent sent me a text asking “Can you send a couple of voice-overs of you doing an auctioneer?”

As I walked up Newland Street and reached the area of the Santa Ana River I once again heard those canine voices…

I truly never know what to expect as I walk to my volunteer job at our local animal shelter in Huntington Beach, California