Letter to my Great, Great Grandchild
Dear You, Hello! I’m reaching out to you over the ages to tell you what life was like in my day (1945-2025) and to inquire about your...

Today’s Laugh
It is a poor day, indeed, that doesn’t have a laugh in it! Please enjoy this little story. I ordered a product online, thinking it was...


It's Just A Simple Mason Jar
Emptied my “Good Things in 2024” jar, which was the fullest of any year since I started keeping track of good things. Sixty pieces of...


Last Post of 2024
Dear Friends, I was recently challenged to write my biography in only one hundred words. That’s tricky! But I am happy with what I have...


Finding Community in the 1950s
There is a new rental community going up near me: townhomes, villas, and “affordable” apartments. This has led to vehement protests:...


That's A Wrap
I was “Jo” in my senior class play “Jenny Kissed Me.” Now, sixty years later, I played “Mrs. Soames” in Stained Glass Playhouse’s...


The Gum-Chewing Student or the Cud-Chewing Cow?
When I was ten years old, my dad bought our first family car, a plum-colored Nash sedan, made by the now-defunct American Motors Company....


Can Change Be Frozen?
Those of us with a few decades under our belt have seen a lot of change. We can all think of major changes: computers, cell phones, solar...


Elvis, Kraak and Smaak, and Joji
I was a big Elvis fan in my youth. I still love classic Rock n Roll. There’s something about Runaway by Del Shannon that makes me want to...


Adulting
When I was a child, my grandparents were the embodiment of successful adults. I marveled at their unruffled stability. They never seemed...

