Category Archives: Memories
The Wonderful Side Of Never
It’s another Father’s Day. My Dad was a family man. I could also say that he was a war hero, a self-taught engineer, and a handsome, intelligent, and athletic man. He could swing a golf club and he could swing my mother around the dance floor. But mostly he was a family man. He loved …
Unanswered
I have mentioned before my mild obsession (Can an obsession be mild? Is that an oxymoron?) with unsolved mysteries. (Eureka, Sort Of) I’ve always wanted to solve some great mystery or cold case. In part, because I always like to show how smart I am. I was one of those obnoxious kids in grade school …
Dirt
A few days a go I was doing a little gardening. Here is a totally gratuitous photo of my helper. Theo has nothing to do with this story, but I am addicted to taking pictures of his adorable self. So anyway, I am digging up weeds. I love pulling weeds – it is sort …
Good Deeds
I just learned this morning that Muhammad Ali has died. He was a hero of mine. Ten years ago, I wrote a short story (unpublished of course) based on my own experience with our neighbors. In it, I mention Ali. Today, I found the story on one of those hard “floppy” discs, and my husband …
What I Learned About Marriage From My Parents
When my Dad died 6 years ago, my parents had been married 64 years. This week marks their 70th wedding anniversary. And we will celebrate – because they are certainly still married. In my mother’s heart and in our memories. I learned a lot about marriage from the example they set. I’m not saying I …
Houseguests
I heard it again yesterday. The sound in the chimney that can only mean one thing. Swifts. We’ve had these houseguests before. Several times. A few years ago, I start hearing strange noises in the chimney. My husband is hard of hearing, but he doesn’t let that stop him from telling me I am nuts …
The Low-Self-Esteem Generation
For years I have been reading and hearing about how Generation Y-ers have overdosed on self-esteem. Born in the 80s to the early 2000s, these young people are also sometimes called Millennials. And there have been increasing complaints in the workplace that this generation has an undue sense of entitlement. Is it true? Maybe. Research …
Copycats – Part 2 (The Silly Side)
Ten days ago, I wrote about the little copycat I was as a kid. And how on one occasion in high school, a pretty and popular girl paid me a small but important compliment by copying my outfit. Because I wanted that story to be a sweet tribute to the memory of my beautiful classmate, I …
My Shortest Career
I’ve written before that I thought I could have been be a good doctor – even though my short-lived career in Nursing didn’t exactly go well. (“I Coulda Been Somebody”) I wrote back then that the hospital work was okay, but that the academic side was drudgery. That was not exactly true. I am a …
In Praise Of Pantyhose
Erma Bombeck, graduated from the University of Dayton in 1949, lived with her husband and family in Centerville, Ohio, and inspired people worldwide with her columns and books about life’s trials and tribulations. Her memory lives on with the Erma Bombeck Writing Competition hosted every two years by the Washington-Centerville Public Library and the Erma Bombeck …
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