Not long ago, we celebrated my son’s 35th birthday at a steakhouse on a Saturday night. My husband and I arrived after his family, so I was met near the front door by 8-year old Breezy. She’d been sent to retrieve us. “Where’s Papa?” she asked. “He’s parking the car,” I said. Just after getting us settled down at the table, pointing out our assigned … Continue reading The Perfect Sleepover
A friend is a friend forever Once you have been my friend, I cannot let you go Even though you’ve long gone ‘round the bend. You are in my memories, and you are in my heart The time we spent together, I cherish always And love you forever and ever. It could have been a decade ago, maybe more or less When last … Continue reading My forever friend
I met the musician James Taylor on a bitter cold winter Saturday in Santa Fe, New Mexico in the late 1980’s. He lived in Santa Fe then, so I suppose it wasn’t out of the ordinary for the locals to see him on the slopes, but it was a surprise for me. The morning started out very unusually. My college friend and I had driven over … Continue reading J.T. and me
You and I will meet again, When we’re least expecting it, One day in some far off place, I will recognize your face, I won’t say goodbye my friend, For you and I will meet again. Tom Petty When we Baby Boomers were establishing our careers, getting married, having children, etc. there was no My Space nor Facebook. There were no cell phones with free … Continue reading When our worlds’ collide
Well we said what happens in car six stays in car six. And that has been almost wholly true…until now. It happened to me, so I’m telling it. After you read about it, you will wonder why I decided to reveal this particular event. And even as I sit here at 2:34 a.m. deciding whether to push the ‘publish’ button, I wonder whether I should, … Continue reading Car Six
Because today is a special day, sending birthday wishes simply won’t do, So I’m sending you a day when all of your dreams come true, And a year that means the most to you!* My mother gave me a gentle directive, “You will go and you will enjoy it.” I was six. John was in my class. He’d invited all Miss McDonald’s first grade students to his … Continue reading John’s Birthday
I like to think of myself as a social media butterfly. I really, really enjoy it. But who knew there were so many forums for it? I mean, for awhile there was only MySpace, and as a college administrator and instructor I saw what it was about through my students and so, no thanks! And then along came Mark Z. and we had Facebook. I … Continue reading Social Butterfly
Tower of Twins 