Well. This is embarrassing. No sooner do I make a commitment to posting for 31 days, than I go AWOL for twice as long as I ever put anything up here. Sort of like an extended blackout period. Not that anyone cares about the reasons, but here’s a little of what was going on during … Continue reading »
Remembering: {day 7} Ann
We knew each other since elementary school, and grew close in high school. We called each other “honchos,” which was our way of saying we were like sister-friends. When we went on a school study tour through Europe, we wore each other’s backpacks so as to be able to get into our own stuff more … Continue reading »
Remembering: {day 6} Baby
Her name was Alice but everyone knew her as Baby. She reminded you of a baby bird: she was so tiny as to have been considered scrawny. My father-in-law, an old friend of hers from childhood, called her Runty. But for all her five-foot-nothing, 95 pound size, she was anything but runty. She was married … Continue reading »
Remembering: {day 5} Baba
She came from American aristocracy: her maiden name was Adams, and her family had been in this country for who knows how many generations. And she came from money; her father was a banker in San Francisco who had hobnobbed with the robber barons. So she was accustomed to a certain way, not to mention … Continue reading »
Remembering: {day 4} Roy
He threw me a lifeline by asking me to the senior prom after my erstwhile boyfriend kinda, sorta dumped me about a month before the event. Actually he didn’t so much ask me as we made an agreement to go together, as his longtime girlfriend had also recently decided they needed to spend some time … Continue reading »
Remembering: {day 3} Kip
When my husband and I started dating, I soon found that his family belonged to a large, warm, fun social circle. There were four or five couples who had all married and had kids around the same time, and over the years birthdays and holidays were celebrated together, vacations were taken together, and milestones in … Continue reading »
Remembering: {day 2} Carol
She wore white linen to my wedding, and that’s how I remember her: she had a cool elegance, but also a tender compassion; she was never aloof or distant. She confided in me about her illness in a way that surprised me at the time. I couldn’t imagine how someone 20 years my senior would … Continue reading »
Remembering: day 1
It’s Saturday, which means I’m watching college football on TV. Which means I’m thinking about my dad, remembering the times we did that together. Most of what I know and love about football started there, on the living room couch with my dad. And that’s just one of the things I remember — and miss … Continue reading »
