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Mother’s Day 1985, Van Courtlandt Park by
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Prompted By Family

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After the lunch and the long-stemmed rose,  we stopped in the park for a catch.  My husband took the baseball gloves from the trunk of the car and tossed one to each of us. “Now you  two spread out.”,  he said,  and so we trotted obediently across the grass. He threw the first ball to…
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Ethel and the Turkey Leg by
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Since my unforgettable friend Ethel died at the age of 85,  I’ve been thinking about what made her such a special soul. Ethel and I met in the 1980s at Jane Addams,  the south Bronx vocational high school where she taught cosmetology and I ran the school library.   Like so many of us at…
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A Thousand Little Touches by
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Prompted By The Great Beyond

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My father – six years older than my mother – died in his early 80s.   (See My Dad and the Word Processor,   Saying Farewell to a Special Guy,  Six Pack) My mom,  who it seemed had never been sick a day in her life,  developed a heart condition after he died and survived him by…
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Writing for Retrospect by
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Altho I’ve Retroflashed about my feelings for Retrospect,  there’s more to say about this wonderful website! In September 2019 at the urging of my friend Betsy,  and after some transcontinental calls to Suzy with tech questions,  I wrote my first Retro story for the prompt Road Rage.  It was about an accident I had with…
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What’s Your Story? by
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Knowing I write,  my friend Betsy invited me to join Retrospect.   I was already blogging,  but writing to weekly prompts sounded intriguing. Yet little did I know how special Retro would become for me and writing would be only one part of the experience;  reading stories by fellow writers another;  and building friendships across the country as…
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West Side Story by
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One wintry afternoon feeling chilled I stopped at an upper-westside cafe.  I asked for a cup of tea and drinking it I overheard the attractive older woman at the next table tell the waiter someone was meeting her. She was looking toward the door when a handsome gray-haired man entered,  glanced around the room,  and…
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Shelf List by
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Prompted By My First Computer

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I was a librarian for almost 40 years,  most of those spent working in school libraries with several summers in a small public library as well.    (See The Diary of a Young Girl,  Magazines for the Principal,  My Snowy Year in Buffalo and Rainy Night on the Highway) I loved my time in libraries and still…
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Getting Lost by
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I must admit I have a poor sense of direction,  but luckily my husband has a very good one,  and he seldom gets us lost.   And on the rare occasions we do get lost,  he’s willing to stop and ask directions,  unlike my rather stubborn father.  (See 17 Gas Stations) But I remember a time,…
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Laughing Gas and the Chestnut Tree by
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Prompted By The Dentist

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When I was growing up we lived on a shady street in the Bronx.   Several doctors and dentists had offices on our block and my dad was one of them.   He was a GP who practiced on the ground floor of our three-story house and we lived on the two upper floors  “over…
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Around the World in 80 Days by
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Prompted By Family Feud

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I seldom saw my parents feuding,  but there was one thorny issue they couldn’t agree on.  When my mother retired after years of teaching she wanted my father to retire as well so that like many of their retired friends they could travel freely. They had traveled a bit over the years – across country,…
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