By A.C. Cargill Memories from our childhood can last a lifetime. Mine was of Grandma’s braids. And on this warm summer day, that memory came back most vividly, for that was when I had first seen them. Grandma was half Irish and half American Indian. Which tribe was never known. […]
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By Shoshana Harris I invite you to picture this: you lived through the great depression. You were an excellent student, graduating as salutatorian from high school. But hopes of going on to medical school were not to be realized, so instead you settled on becoming a secretary. You married at […]
Remembering December 5, 1959. Written in Ellwood City, PA, 1966.Updated on the occasion of our 63rd anniversary, December 6, 2022. Tomorrow I am getting married! Tomorrow! I am getting married! Me, Felicia Bialecki, I am getting married! I still cannot believe it. Me, who always seems to be at the end […]
O.M.G.How can it be,you’re turning eighty? Seems like yesterdaywe were girls at play,so care-free and gay. Where did the years go?When old we did grow?I just don’t know. But here we be.It’s plain to see:Grandmas to plenty. I love our journey.You and me!Wouldn’t change a thing. Here we be,You and me! […]
Learning to Learn “Learn something today.” This is the first thing I think of when I think about my dad. Every day, as my siblings and I would leave for school, he would say these words. And the thing is, he meant it. Each night as we sat around the […]
For thirty years,maybe more, I’ve been writingpoems galore. I wrote of how we metby chance and later of ourKitchen Dance. I wrote you are my“Better Half” you see, bringing out theBest of Me. I asked one time“Who am I to be loved by sucha special guy?” I wrote of travelsand […]
When the phone rings at 2:30 a.m., it’s never good news. Monday morning, it was assisted living, saying that my in-law had fallen out of bed. An ambulance was called, and she was transported to the emergency room. I got there around 7:45 a.m. The ER was like walking into […]
On Becoming a Teen Today it is your birthday, dear.Thirteen years you are.You’re now entering teenage-hood,the most confusing years, by far. A time of real uncertainty—You’re neither adult nor child.You want so much to be grown up.Sometimes your thoughts run wild. At times, I know you think I’m mean.Perhaps I […]