Suprise Me

A soft, blue velvet regaled The Los Angeles night. The concentric circles of the Hollywood Bowl’s procenium glowed with a warm, eggshell white. White-jacketed waiters served last suppers on trays and scuttled away. Onstage, two microphones bracketed a single, straight-backed chair. Without announcement, a man in white tie and tails walked from stage right, carrying… Read More

With This Ring I’m not superstitious or especially sentimental,  and that’s a good thing because over the years I’ve lost some precious pieces of jewelry –  two or three watches,  innumerable earrings,  and even a few wedding rings. When we married my husband gave me a simple band – not of gold or silver but… Read More

It was probably the most traumatic event of my life, and certainly the most traumatic event of Molly's. Read More

Suddenly I sensed more freedom and realized that my dad had let go of the bike. Read More

She had been taken to the ER after attempting suicide, and would be in there for some days. Would we take care of her dog? Read More

OK, I admit it. I’m not competent at assembly projects, although I do live with one gigantic IKEA wardrobe that I managed to put together by dint of much time, sweat, and profanity.  I am repurposing for “Retrospect” this poem that I wrote a number of years ago. WRITER’S WORKSHOP (Deer Isle, Maine) The view… Read More

We call them garage sales rather than yard sales, even though they are more likely to be out on front lawns than in garages. Read More

Long before Mr. Rogers, there was Ding Dong School. Read More

Cross Country by Mustang The summer of 1966 we were newly married when my husband Alan accepted a medical school externship in Denver.  The plan was to drive from New York to Colorado in our new red Ford Mustang convertible. The problem was the car had a stick shift,  and used to driving automatics I… Read More

You never know when you will need a computer repair genius. Read More