
Vol de Nuit “This is your captain speaking” I hear as I look around my seat and curiously push the dimly lit buttons with the diagrams on them of what I may want to do for the next 10 hours. I love the deep voice of the captain especially when he’s British: so reassuring…



In honor of Memorial Day I choose the Good Humor: a treat on a wooden stick, vanilla ice cream covered in thin dark chocolate, covered in white shiny paper that was hermetically sealed over it. Teeth were the utensil most often used to open it up! The good humor arrived in the truck driven by…

Is it too late to be Nancy Drew now that it’s hard for me to get up in the morning and one knee hurts so badly but it does stop about seven minutes later? Is it too late to be Nancy Drew now that I forget things and my hair has turned gray and sometimes…

Musical chairs I feel like we’re playing musical chairs in the world.I am not good at that game. Where can we go? What can we do? Where is it safe? When I was a kid people used to scream at me because I would never leave my chair. If I did it was to slither…
When you, that at this moment are to meby Edna St. Vincent Millay When you, that at this moment are to meDearer than words on paper, shall depart,And be no more the warder of my heart,Whereof again myself shall hold the key;And be no more—what now you seem to be—The sun, from which all excellences…