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Category Archives: memoir
On Writing (Part I)
I fell in love with words and writing when I was in ninth grade, and it is a love that has lasted a lifetime.
Unexpected Blessings ~ Part II
OUT OF SIGHT, OUT OF MIND There have been many times in my life when my default mode has been “Out of sight, out of mind.” When I transferred from public school to boarding school the beginning of 7th grade, it didn’t occur to me to let any of my classmates know, except my bestContinue reading “Unexpected Blessings ~ Part II”
Unexpected Blessings ~ Part I
In the fall of 2018, I had an opportunity to travel to my hometown of Onset, Massachusetts, for only the second time since 1973. The journey was more than I could have wished for….
Last Call for Alcohol (Jack, Maggie and Alcohol)
One of my favorite childhood memories, in terms of my dad’s drinking, (yes I know how strange that may sound) was the sense of celebration when he got home. After the opening of the suitcases and the giving of presents was done and supper was started, he would go to the neighbors and invite themContinue reading “Last Call for Alcohol (Jack, Maggie and Alcohol)”
Last Call for Alcohol (Jack, Maggie and Alcohol)
One of my favorite childhood memories, in terms of my dad’s drinking, (yes I know how strange that may sound) was the sense of celebration when he got home. After the opening of the suitcases and the giving of presents was done and supper was started, he would go to the neighbors and invite themContinue reading “Last Call for Alcohol (Jack, Maggie and Alcohol)”
Birthday Blessings
I am a “Baby Boomer” and recently celebrated a significant birthday. Although I have not been greatly concerned about my age through the years (there are a few exceptions that follow), I admit I have been dreading this particular number. You can say, “It is just a number,” that is what my doctor said. IContinue reading “Birthday Blessings”
On Languages, Accents and Being Home
I am from a small town just southwest of Cape Cod; On our end, the Cape Cod Canal begins in the waters of Buzzards Bay, just outside of Onset Bay. My husband says that people here “talk funny” but that is because I don’t have an accent, not a discernable one anyway. My mother wouldn’tContinue reading “On Languages, Accents and Being Home”
A Slice of Pizza and a Slice of Life: A Union Villa Story
A little over two years ago, when I was in the middle of a December baking frenzy, I went to the local grocery store to replenish my supply of flour, sugar and butter. When I got my change from the cashier, it included a red quarter. She said, “I’ve never seen a red quarter before.”Continue reading “A Slice of Pizza and a Slice of Life: A Union Villa Story”
Misty
When we lost our dog Roxanne, in April of 2012, I said I was not getting another dog until I retired. That anticipated retirement date was six years in the future. I lasted a little more than six weeks. I meant what I said, and I was determined, but I was somewhat unaware. I wasContinue reading “Misty”
