A Light Spirit

This morning, I wasn’t going to write. Wean yourself off of it, myself said to itself. Just live and stop the dribble. And then, I read a comment that was written by one of our readers, and it said that I was such an inspiration, which was very nice, sweet, and kind. Sitting here in…

Experience Is Portable

When we moved to my new beloved South, I threw out big box after big box of newspapers and magazines where my articles appeared. It was a virtual history of my world, my life, in writing. It was also a history of my writing timely pieces. I recall the first one published that had national…

Prom

There you go, Debbie Simpson. You asked for it, I delivered. My junior prom photo. Larry Schneeman was my date. I believe he had recently broken up with someone, so he invited me. It was a one-out date. Larry was a very nice guy. I don’t remember much about the night except he had car…

Stars, Stripes and A New Year

There is nothing like the first day of the new year, going through some boxes that you haven’t seen in a long time, and finding a couple of Stars and Stripes, a photo of bomb ruin buildings and Hitler’s house in Berchtesgaden, taken by your dad. And seeing his handwriting. That did it for me….