Suprise Me

“Do not let the behavior of others destroy your inner peace.” —Dalai Lama I find there’s a quiet kind of healing peace in the early morning empty streets and pathways, a softness in the Spring sky that speaks to my soul. With the world as loud and uncertain as it is, I remind myself to… Read More

(Sung to the tune of “I Won’t Grow Up” from Peter Pan) I won’t grow up, I don’t want to stay home. And just do whatever I want Like sleep or write a poem.   I won’t grow up, I don’t want to stop working And just do whatever I choose Like Facebook lurking Not… Read More

This excerpt from Even in Darkness occurs when Klare returns from Theresienstadt, the concentration camp, to reestablish a life in her home town of Hoerde. She begins to lose those she'd fought so hard to save, not realizing that redemption is just around the corner. Read More

Yep I the first time I went down to the convention center in San Fransisco, looked at the crowd then said ‘Heck No’I turned around, and headed home. Then a couple of weeks later I got an e-mail saying. come on down You are next on “the price is right”! So They gave me a… Read More

A story about a boy, his grandmother, and a boat. Read More

What happened to Melania’s anti-bullying campaign? Perhaps her husband bullied her into shelving it. He seems to have the market cornered as the biggest bully in the country right now. He certainly has the loudest megaphone. A friend told me that he read a story written by an elementary school classmate of the Orange One’s.… Read More

It’s pretty much impossible to pick just one song so I’ve zeroed in on the very first song that moved me: All I Have To Do is Dream by the Everly Brothers. When the song was released in 1958, I was 11 years old. I wouldn’t have the pleasure of my first kiss for another… Read More

Smash-Up I must confess I’m not the best of drivers. (See  Life is a Highway,  Fender Bender,  and  Rainy Night on the Highway) But for years I drove to work,  and so the odds were good that I’d have a few smash-ups along the way. I remember one mishap when Danny and I were newly… Read More

Commenting the only way I know how.... Read More

My dad was the youngest of eight children, my mother the youngest of four. They were 39 years old when they had me. I have first cousins whose children are older than me. There is a huge offset in the ages of the generations in my family, so the notion of “generations” is somewhat tricky.… Read More