Suprise Me

I will admit to cheating at cards when I was young, but it was solitaire, so I wasn't cheating anyone else. Read More

You do know how to whistle, don't you? You just put your lips together and blow. Read More

What is the difference between an immigrant and a refugee? I pondered this question while writing my story. Read More

It’s about something I see somewhere at least once a day. Read More

The schout whereupon demanded that the defendant "shall be punished as a tumultuous and seditious person . . . " Read More

In “Slaughter House Five” Kurt Vonnegut wrote, “I’ve come unstuck in time”. I am not sure if that is the appropriate phrase, or if we are through the looking glass, but we are definitely not bending toward Dr. King’s moral universe this election cycle; far from it. Every day brings some new, disgusting revelation, whether… Read More

My Dad and the Word Processor My dad was knowledgeable and proficient in so many areas,   we thought of him as a Renaissance man.  (See Saying Farewell to a Special Guy,   Six Pack) In fact during the last few decades of his life he was even writing his memoirs,  not with an eye to publication… Read More

Charlevoix. For five glorious summers my family stayed at the Scutt Guest House in the resort town on Lake Michigan for a few weeks in August, beginning in 1959. I believe it became quite a well-heeled resort, but at the time it felt cozy and lots of our friends and family from Detroit also made… Read More

I was going through a stage, right? I was SUPPOSED to hate little girls when I was a little boy. Read More

When I was a young woman, my mom told me about a beautiful lace tablecloth that had been given to her by my great aunt and great uncle, who had bought somewhere in Europe in the 1930s. She said if I ever got married she would be thrilled if I had my wedding dress made from it. Read More