23 January 2015 It was a quiet night like this one except it might have been snowing. The room was rearranged earlier in the weekend so she watch the snowflakes in the moonlight. We were watching Lauren Bacall play an American governess in North West Frontier. We had said goodbye to my brother and his […]More
Personal reflections of current events, memories of my family and childhood, remembrance and memorial posts.
sick to my stomach, it’s all there in black, in white all those early signs. The Natural Cat lists them all. I should have known. but how could I know? that weight loss mixed with lethargy, vomiting and digestive upsets. Foamy yellow bile and lightly colored stool. That the random pee sprays were anything but. mood […]More
Three years apart in age, my mom (b.1928) and dad (b.1925) were born at the beginning of the Great Depression. Their early childhood stories are family-focused, tales of sacrifice and tragedy, of making do with all that they had. Their joy sprung from the little things: trips to Coney Island, walking along the boardwalk, hand-me down […]More