Suprise Me

A group photo of my Fall Creek Little League team from the north side of Indianapolis in the summer of 1960 evokes a cavalcade of memories and reflections. It gives the lie to any assertion that group photographs, as a genre, are stiff or staid or a matter of meaningless formality. This one helps me… Read More

Would you like to swing on a star? Read More

The Gurney Like many parents I’m sure,  we made several trips to the ER when our child was young. I remember once when our son was a toddler he split his lip falling in our apartment.  I couldn’t stench the blood and so my husband and I took him to the ER at our local… Read More

I grew up singing. My family sang all the time. On holidays and other occasions we would gather around the piano and sing, sometimes in unison, more often taking different parts. In the early years, it was my aunt Daisy who played the piano, but at some point my oldest sister took over that role. If… Read More

I rushed home and sprayed myself with Shalimar. It wasn’t a strong scent, but I could smell my mother’s perfume. Read More

Wow, blue books! So many memories! I considered calling the story “Blank Space” — because there was always a lot more blank space than writing in my blue books — but figured this crowd wouldn’t know the Taylor Swift song, so I went with a 1970 song that applies equally well to my exam-taking experience.… Read More

(All my poetry encompasses ‘Affairs of the Heart’, This is a sad one.)   Somehow we knew  we were never right for each other And yet we allowed the pageantry to proceed, I in the bridal gown of my dreams you, in a slightly small tuxedo choking you at the throat.   I remember you… Read More

It's delicious, no matter what you call it. Read More

"I Have Always Imagined That Paradise Will Be A Kind Of Library" Read More

I went on to become a journeyman operator and was proud to be a Union Maid. Read More