Monthly Archives: May 2011
Young Again
The car races along the patent leather- like streets as the mellow Jazz tunes waft from the radio. I hug the door, staring straight ahead. Earlier I had been shocked to hear a Beatles tune played as part of the … Continue reading
Daughters
I recently returned from a visit with my only child, my daughter Brenda, who lives across the continent from me in California. We spent a lot of time sitting and talking, time that was precious for us all. We … Continue reading
Youth
“Love like youth is wasted on the young.” (Love is Lovelier the Second Time Around) Like most people in my generation, the renowned Baby Boomers, I don’t feel old. Could I say then, that I think that youth could be … Continue reading
Big Blue
Bulky and blue, with worn arm rests, Big Blue, our recliner, takes up a sizable piece of real estate in the enclosed porch. Next to its bulk are two tables, one on either side of it that makes it even … Continue reading
Buffalo
Buffalo, my home town. Name by the French trappers, according to legend, after the river that flows through it. The City of No Illusions, Queen City of the Great Lakes, famous for snow storms, chicken wings and the Buffalo Bills—a … Continue reading
My Mom
There is a story that needs to be told about this picture. You look at it and see an older woman wearing a hat and a corsage. Maybe you wonder why she is dressed like that—is it her birthday or … Continue reading
My Ideal Place
My ideal place is without strife and discord. A place where everyone gets along. And everyone loves me and understands me and I never make a mistake and I’m never venal or angry or tired or sick. And I’m beautiful … Continue reading
School Daze
“No more school, no more books, no more teacher’s dirty looks,” the childhood rhyme echoed in my head as I faced the sea of parents, staring at me intently like sun flowers seeking the sun. For a moment, terror washed … Continue reading