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She looks at me through blue eyes matching his—intent, searching, knowing eyes. “Grandma,” she says. “Will you be happy again when Uncle Dood comes home?” “I’ll try to be happy before that,” I tell her. And in the next moment, … Continue reading
I stared into the mirror as I sat in front of the makeup table … NO! That’s no way to start a story, my writer friend insists. Never start by staring into a mirror. Or dreaming. But that’s what I’ve … Continue reading
Starting with four bags of books removed from my husband’s antiques space–he has no room for them now–I began to cull out the books I no longer need to have. Notice, I didn’t say “want” to have, because I generally … Continue reading
I don’t want to sound old or too good for goodness. Really. I’m a ’70s college grad, a hippie when I married, a mother of two really wonderful kids, a loving grandmother, a lifelong journalist. But I’m fed up. Fed … Continue reading
A letter to N.Y. Sen. Tom Libous.