The Final Forgiveness: Self

The Final Forgiveness: Self

A year ago, I joined Pinterest, as every aspiring-to-be-published writer was advised, as a component of ‘Platform’ on social media that will advertise. It’s a visual billboard of interests and inclinations, as you proclaim yourself to be. It’s...
We Live in the Projects

We Live in the Projects

The great garage make-over of 2012 has begun! Yes, you read that right: 2012. My husband is a R&D man. Rather, he’s an R&P man: Research and Planner. I often thank God for Google – and Larry should, too. He’s occupied for hours on end,...
Women and Mankind

Women and Mankind

Why is it that Women have the Wo(e) of Men and Men have the Kind? A friend’s recent lament about her loving husband of 25 years will serve as example: She and I are Playmates. Not Hugh Hefner’s brand, though we could have been in our prime, if only...
Lucky

Lucky

  “DO YOU FEEL LUCKY? It’s the line from a classic movie which, because Larry and I were dating, I went to see, despite the fact that I hate violence – verbal or physical – and that movie had plenty of both. I kept my eyes firmly shut much...
Country Manor

Country Manor

Country Manor: it’s where I aspired to live. I clung to a dream with a dead wrong boyfriend during the early ’70s. It was the name of a store where my Hadleyware collection began, gifts from his mother who craved my entrance to the family. Its edifice...