The Wedding Gift and Mr. Housman
Mr. Housman was a crusty old man with gravel in his voice. A stubble of white dusted the sides of his head. His skin was a map of liver spots and blotches. When he stood his tallest I could look him square, and his belly looked like he had swallowed a...
Tears, Technology and Halcyon Days
? (Thank you!) I’m not a cry-er. I chalk it up to using a lot of my Lifetime Tear Quota when my mom died the spring of ’72 and my beloved grandmother the summer after. Nothing hurts more than losing the ones you love most. Scraping my little...
The Wonderful Thing About Growing Up
~ please take a moment to subscribe? ~ I’ve arrived at that ambiguous age where people tack on a little qualifier when they say something about you, to you– You look good for your age… Your wrinkles aren’t bad for your age…...
The One Thing People Always Remember About You
Mind and memory are such a tricky thing, aren’t they? We don’t always have the luxury of controlling what we’d like to remember – or forget. Some memories are as slick as a greased watermelon, big and colorful but impossible to hold for very...
Listen
In the distance I hear a rooster. He’s persistent, this one, afraid we didn’t hear him the first time. He repeats his song–a cockle, an alarm, a lament. It’s midday and he’s waking no one. The air conditioner just cut on. I’m...Welcome!
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