Designated Listeners

Designated Listeners

Post-COVID times have become exciting as people emerge – like bears from hibernation – ¬†from their domiciles, ready to socialize and spend cash, my husband and I included. It’s as if we Rip Van Winkled for two years, as a colorful, fairy...
Word Games Can Be War Games

Word Games Can Be War Games

Are you enthralled in the current word/letter game fad Wordle? Do you play Scrabble? I don’t but a dear friend does. – Since I am a word nerd and most often accurate speller, let me offer some strategies to win the latter. I could ‘go pro’ with...
First Daughter

First Daughter

The first born daughter is always the female version of her dad. Father’s Day celebrations approach and I’m sad that my dad isn’t alive. Yet he’s not forgotten, forever in my heart. We brought him to California a year after my mother died (see...
The Sounds of Music

The Sounds of Music

I love music. I feel its beats in my bones. Even human voices are acapella treats – except those whose mission is spite and hate. Their sour voices sow discord. Here’s a discussion of some of my favorite musical instruments: Piano, tuba/sousaphone, flute,...