Whom do you think of when someone says, “Name a rock star?” Most likely our generation would think of Elvis, Mick Jagger, Paul McCartney, Phil Collins, Eric Clapton, Bruce Springsteen, etc. For me, though, my mom was a rock star! She’d be the first to poo-poo that idea! There was […]
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A gift for Arianna It was my eldest granddaughter’s Bat Mitzvah, and she was opening the gift I created for her. “Grandma! This is the best gift ever! It’s even better than the $200 Grandma Betty gave me!” Of course, I was thrilled that she liked it. I had given her […]
Momma,I sniffed the candlethat once was yours,inhaling the fragrant lilac scentyou loved so much! The aroma smelledlike lovely lilacs,one of your favorite flowers. I lifted the lid,with a little tug,to open the candle housed in the jar. How tight the lidwas since it had not been openedfor quite some time. […]
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. […]
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 […]
I ran the Charm City Reptile and Amphibian Rescue for 14 years (no longer in operation). In this story I am remembering Dave Meyers, one of our rescue volunteers. A guy named Dave called once and said he would like to volunteer. He and his girlfriend Terri were starting to […]
Sometimes you meet someone, and you like her very much. The feeling is an instinctual one; something about that person is pleasing. But have you put enough into that friendship? Have you given it your all? Have you truly gotten to know that person? That’s how I feel when I […]
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 […]
My Dad is gone now.So too is the world over which he reigned.He owned a printing shop.Its demise was partly due to the unions.And like other professions, was conquered by a more recent warrior:Modern technology, even swifter than the industrial age.Efficient and cheaper, but with much less character. Entering the […]