The High Cost of Carmel

The High Cost of Carmel

“Yikes!” my husband called from his home office. Though his room was merely ten feet from mine, I seldom heard him shout. He didn’t mutter at his emails and yell at his printer like I occasionally did. He’s a civilized and self-contained model citizen of the computer...
The Bride of Frankenstein Presides

The Bride of Frankenstein Presides

“You can’t put up a pinata in a funeral home. Especially one that hovers over the casket, open or shut.” “Why not?” “Because it wouldn’t be seemly according to our rituals, rites, and protocols, Madame.” “Seemly?” “Well, this is your beloved husband we are...
Rapport Achieved Amidst the Agony of COVID

Rapport Achieved Amidst the Agony of COVID

Last Saturday, my husband and I attended an emotional, and at-once stately and personal, Celebration of Life service. Thank goodness the service was confined to close friends and family, with all who desired to do so, given a microphone moment to share remembrances of...