Category Archives: Memories
College Moments
I always have it in September. A wistfulness. I loved school. Not elementary or high school though. College. How I loved college. I finally found a place that suited me completely. The atmosphere of learning. The very air charged with intelligence.Living right where you went to school. Walking to classes. The pride of reading. And …
Opinionated
I am a pretty opinionated adult. Although, I am also very polite, and try not to insult other people’s opinions even if they are totally wrong differ from my own. But I have an excuse for my many (though adorable) opinions. I was born that way. From the time I was in my crib wondering …
Apologies
I don’t have a lot of revenge fantasies. It’s not that I’m such a goody-two-shoes. Well, okay, I’m a little bit of a goody-two-shoes. I believe in the power of Being Nice. That’s how I was brought up. “Be Nice” – said absolutely everyone in my family. And, as a corollary – “Don’t wish bad …
One More Little Mystery
I’ve written lately about a few little mysteries that have bugged me for a long time. Some important – like I NEED some answers concerning the assassinations that changed our lives. And another from my childhood – the Betsy Ross tale of the five-pointed star – that I was able to solve in a few …
How I Won The Dance Contest
HOW I WON THE DANCE CONTEST – OR- PERSPECTIVE IS EVERYTHING In 1965, the local radio station threw a block party. The AM station, WBIS, was insignificant and unpopular. Their claim to fame was that the actor Bob Crane had started his career there. The Hartford stations WPOP and WDRC were the stations everyone listened …
The Boy Who Broke My Heart
I did not have a lot of boyfriends when I was young. I was a little self-conscious and nerdy, and could not figure out how to connect with boys, although I wanted to. But now and then, in my teens and twenties, I managed somehow to find myself with a boyfriend. I met Lee when …
The 8-Year-Old Skeptic
I was a typical gullible kid. At least I think so. I’m sure at some point I believed in Santa Claus and the Easter Bunny, although I can’t remember when. I certainly remember pretending that I did, since my parents told me quite sternly that kids who don’t believe in Santa (or who ruin it …
Happy July 4 – Where I Diss Betsy Ross
A week or so ago, I wrote a piece about unsolved mysteries that haunt me. At the time, I was referring to assassination questions that need to be answered. But I also mentioned that in a future post, I would discuss a few minor trivial mysteries that occasionally bug me. Here’s one. When I was …
The Drive-In
Summer is finally here! I love Summer. And it makes me remember the Drive-In. So here is a reprise from four years ago. ** THE DRIVE-IN You know what I miss? I miss the Drive-In. Drive-Ins were such a weird invention. Some nut-case (actually his name was Hollingshead) way back in the twenties decided that …
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