Jeff Boyd

<span>Jeff Boyd</span>
Jeff Boyd has lived in the Northwest with his personal and professional partner, Deborah Nelson, for 8 years. They split their time between Seattle and Sequim. Jeff works as a personal injury trial lawyer and trial consultant. He has two grown sons, one in Portland, and one in Ohio. He relaxes and stays healthy by a regular schedule of biking, hiking, gym exercises, yoga and by walking to work each day. Jeff and Deborah also enjoy travel, both personal and professional. This is the year Jeff will turn 60, and he will be writing this year about how that feels.

The Gulf

I had an experience the other day that made me very sad, both for myself and for the future of our country (and this was before Charlottesville). I was in the parking lot at the Sequim Safeway. Deborah and I had come up from Seattle after a day at work.  That meant I was a little The Gulf

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640 on your AM dial

“From the front page of USA TODAY, Wednesday, May 3, 2017 – “World War III:  Americans are thinking about the unthinkable.” So it’s not only me!  All this macho missile rattling. It’s not that I think that the US and the People’s Republic of North Korea are really going to throw down plutonium, but, the 640 on your AM dial

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MY FRIDAY MARTINI: A Play In 3 Acts-Act Three

Act Three – Ingestion, and Postlogue Raise the glass. Inhale. What you smell is cold, with a light scent of lemon, and maybe, maybe, a little sharpness from the alcohol. Your mind, in a conditioned response, sets off on its journey even before the chemistry catches up with it. My soul is past the point MY FRIDAY MARTINI: A Play In 3 Acts-Act Three

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MY FRIDAY MARTINI: A Play In 3 Acts-Act Two

Act 2 – The Ritual  5:30, post-meridian. Home, going nowhere. The coat comes off. The shoes come off. The fireplace goes on, or the breezeway door is opened. Settled. A chair. A view. No TV, no phone, no computer. A friend/family/lover. Or not. An empty stomach. More about that in a minute. My Friday martini MY FRIDAY MARTINI: A Play In 3 Acts-Act Two

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MY FRIDAY MARTINI: A Play In 3 Acts-Act One

Act One – Prologue There are certain sins that one can only appreciate when one reaches a certain maturity. An ice-cold, straight-up, gin martini is one of them. The question is, can one forgive oneself? Can God? I was raised in a church where I was taught that one drink of alcohol would send you MY FRIDAY MARTINI: A Play In 3 Acts-Act One

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