If You're Going My Way, I'll Walk With You

 When my mom dug up that vodka flask that I mentioned in an earlier post, she also found some other old stuff that she had long forgotten ab...

My dad loves Spam.  He likes fried Spam sandwiches and Spam hash and Spam sushi and...well, anything with Spam.  But he especially likes Spa...

  A story about a mother's love...for her son...and not her daughter. When Gertrude Stein was dying, and knew that she was dying, she tu...

 Having to be pretty immobile while my ribs knit, I'm getting restless.  I even have to sleep sitting up as it is too painful and advers...

  Christmas Eve, 1942  

 Home-made gingerbread cookies, candy canes, fruitcakes, plum puddings and pumpkin pies, candied apples and popcorn, egg nog and fruit punc...

  There is a certain slant of light On winter afternoons That oppresses like the weight Of cathedral tunes. When it comes, the landscape lis...

“I think we dream so we don’t have to be apart for so long. If we’re in each other’s dreams, we can be together all the time.” ― A.A. Milne ...

Life is stranger than any of us expected, There is a somber, imponderable fate. Enigma rules, and the heart has no certainty. ― Richard Eber...

   

 I like this story. It suits my tastes and personality.  I like all the characters in the play.  I would want to be friends with them.  I ev...

There comes the strangest moment in your life, when everything you thought before breaks free— what you relied upon as ground-rule ...

  On a very lovely Indian summer morning my aunt was sitting in her rocking chair by the window knitting  when a bird flew into the house.  ...

 Enlightenment comes in two ways, that which we are told and that which we discover. The second way is the best.  I would so love to board t...

 This may be my favorite scene from They Were Expendable, the John Ford movie about the hopeless defense of Bataan and Corregidor in the Phi...

  A cold, rainy day, a knife-sharp wind from the north keeping the temperature in the thirties all day, and then toward sunset as the tempe...

 One rainy day my mother was rummaging around in some old boxes of junk that had been stored away for decades and found this souvenir of her...

Don't ever forget this!   I was a Susie (the girl in the comic strip) when I was in school.  I usually had read all my text books by the...