Life as a Miracle: Go West, Young Woman

Life as a Miracle: Go West, Young Woman

So, here’s a story. It may be truth, it may be fiction. For the record, it’s not me. But it is a fairly good tale. 😉 On this date fifty years ago, my New England parents put me in the car with two soldiers, recently returned from Viet Nam. The uniform...
Traffic and Trust

Traffic and Trust

“How can they allow motorcycles between the cars on the freeways? What if someone opened their cardoor?” This question/comment from a Colorado visitor long before the state legalized dope… Yikes! Neither my husband or I replied. How could we? We...
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...