PinnedMember-onlyThe boy who wanted a bicycle for ChristmasMy father grew up poor in our North Alabama hometown, Florence. And I grew up listening to his stories. “One year Roger’s Department Store downtown had a policeman’s suit, child sized, on a mannequin. I wanted it worse than anything,” Dad told me. …Christmas6 min read
Published in New Writers Welcome·Mar 12Member-onlyDivorced at 52…and a crank caller saved my life — When I got divorced — after nearly thirty years of marriage — it was a little hard to explain. When I was in a good mood, I’d make light of it. It’s like the joke my father used to tell, I’d say, about the little boy who didn’t speak a…New Writers Welcome4 min read
Mar 4Member-onlyNow taking applications for the position of boyfriendOnline dating no more! “Jenny, she’s the center of my universe,” my friend Bruce says mistily. And I think, gosh, I wish I could find a man who’d talk about me that way. Of course maybe it helps that Jenny of the flowing red-blonde hair is a Labrador retriever. What…Women5 min read
Feb 15Member-onlyResurrection Lily“As long as a flower blooms, she will live on in us, in those she loved” “You’ll get all my things when I’m gone,” my Great Aunt Jim told me the last time I saw her. “The doctor says I’m going to die. I told him I’d rather die than…5 min read
Feb 9Member-onlySorry, no birthday for YOU this year!Who’d want to be a leap year baby? Statistics prove, prove that you’ve one birthday, just one birthday every year…went the “Unbirthday Song” in Walt Disney’s “Alice in Wonderland.” And that’s true, except for those, like my youngest daughter, who were born on Feb. 29 in a leap year. Early…Family3 min read
Jan 11Member-onlyIs there anything worse than January?It’s January. And if Christmas is the “most wonderful time of the year,” as we’ve heard incessantly since Halloween, January is the worst. Here in frozen northern Indiana — the part that seems to extend above the Arctic Circle — the prediction is for a low of -11 by the…Winter3 min read
Jan 2Member-onlyWhen I was a little girl, a relative of ours killed a man…and justice isn’t always what you think. — When I was a little girl in Alabama, a relative of ours killed a man. Frank, we’ll call him, was my father’s cousin-by-marriage, a giant of a man and a meat-cutter by trade. …Nonfiction3 min read
May 27, 2021Member-onlyWrong numberBrrring…Brrring…I race for the phone. “Hello?” “Dorothy?” Elderly lady, heavy Eastern European accent. “I’m sorry, you must have the wrong number.” “Is this…?” The number she reads is mine. “Yes, but there’s no one her by that name.” “Oh…” she sounds puzzled. “There’s not? I’m sorry. …Stories2 min read
May 24, 2021Member-onlySarah makes Bobbe’s noodle kugelFamily recipes/Family stories The apartment door is standing open, and from the kitchen my friend Sarah calls, “Just put your coat in the closet and come on in. You know,” she says, “I just spoke with a cousin of mine, she’s about 83 or 84 years old, and I was…Family13 min read
Apr 24, 2021Member-onlyPatrick prayed for a baby brother…and his prayer was answered Patrick didn’t want to be the baby of the family. “For the longest time he kept asking for a baby brother,” his mother said. At the time, Rita and her husband had four children, ranging in age from 18 down to eight. Rita was already…Family2 min read