(This is the third in a series reflecting on how life changed in a way that was–and still is five years later–unfathomable to me.) On April 29, thirty-five days after the ambulance took her to the hospital, I picked Terry up at rehab to bring her home. She signed herself out of rehab because she… Continue reading Home and Hope
Author: Ernie Quatrani
I taught in the Upper Perkiomen School District for thirty-nine years, where I was also heavily involved in co-curricular activities, including the school newspaper, TV studio, and baseball. After retirement I published a fictional novel about a school shooting in progress--Internal Lockdown.
My work has been published or is forthcoming in The Main Line Times, The News of Delaware County, The Catholic Standard and Times, North Dakota Quarterly, r.kv.r.y., Apalachee Review, Green Hills Literary Lantern, and The Town and Country. I was married for 40 years and had three kids. My wife and oldest son died six months apart. I am now remarried to another widow.
Setback
(This is the second of five in a series reflecting on how life changed in a way that was–and still is five years later–unfathomable to me.) The diagnosis came back related to an infection and non-alcoholic cirrhosis of the liver. Terry’s body was not carrying away toxins as it should, and this was causing a… Continue reading Setback
E-A-G-L-E-S
The 55-23 NFC Conference Championship game between the Eagles and Commnaders turned out to be a love fest instead of an invective-filled, nerve-wracking, setting-us-up-for-bitter-disappointment-typical-Eagles playoff disappointment. From beginning to end, it was an almost unique experience for me at Lincoln Financial Field. Matt, Cindy, and I arrived in the parking lot close to noon and… Continue reading E-A-G-L-E-S
The Unfathomable Begins
(This is the first in a series reflecting on how life changed in a way that was–and still is five years later–unfathomable to me.) There is a saying: people plan, God laughs. Heck of a sense of humor, if that’s the case. Terry and I had plans. They didn’t align with His. Life took a… Continue reading The Unfathomable Begins
Kleptopia
Why is the world, including the United States, swinging so far toward nationalism and antagonism toward those who are different? Why do countries elect leaders with abhorrent personal characteristics, anti-human views, and preferences toward corporate success at the expense of the planet, the worker, and the poor and middle classes? Why do the richest men… Continue reading Kleptopia
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Number 47 officially took office yesterday, and this entry will begin some periodic reflections on the state of the country. I would rather that someone else would have assumed the mantle of president because Number 47 is an abhorrent human being, a person with no concept of how to lead a country, a person who… Continue reading 1,460 Minus 1
Rio’s Dogbituary
Rio, an 11-year-old, black and white Cockapoo, passed away suddenly on May 6, 2024, He was the re-homed dog of the late Terry and Ernie Quatrani. Rio, also known as Rio-dog, The Doginator and Rioski, was a 27-pound lapdog who never met anyone or anything he did not want to bark at. While he lived… Continue reading Rio’s Dogbituary
Okay–Whatever?
The phrase “Okay Boomer” and its siblings, like “Boomer Remover”, referencing Coronavirus victims, bemuse me more than anger me. What does annoy me is the hypocritical arrogance of generations oh-so-sensitive to any perceived slight that political correctness sensors are hair-triggered. Except, I guess, when it comes to ageism which is a form of good old-fashioned… Continue reading Okay–Whatever?
Leo’s Dogbituary
Leo, an approximately 7-year-old Goldendoodle, passed away on December 8, 2019 after a battle with hemangiosarcoma. He was the rescue dog of Terry and Ernie Quatrani, adopted at Last Chance Ranch in 2017. The third anniversary of taking possession would have been January 2020. Leo, also known as The Doginator, The Dog of Dogs, and… Continue reading Leo’s Dogbituary
Family in World War II
The 75th Anniversary of D-Day brought to mind the experiences of three of our family members during World War II. Uncle Ed arrived on the beaches of Normandy on D-Day+1. According to my mother, Ed’s younger sister by six years, Ed (pictured above) was sent to Europe immediately after basic training but was not allowed… Continue reading Family in World War II
The Q-View 