Suprise Me

I had met someone who seemed like the love of my life a couple of years earlier, and it hadn’t worked out (although it would when the time was right). On the rebound from him, I started dating the handsomest guy in the entire Attorney General’s Office, who had already slept with every other attractive single woman… Read More

The moon has a spell-binding hold on our collective imagination and never more-so than the summer of 1969. That summer was my sixth and last summer as a camper at the National Music Camp (now Interlochen Arts Camp) in Interlochen, MI, the granddaddy of fine arts camps, set in a pine forest between two lakes… Read More

...when we planned a trip to Southeast Asia after our double retirement from teaching, I took along  “The Lonely Planet”,  a guidebook for budget travelers and backpackers....wanting to relive our youthful adventures Read More

If not for Retrospect, I would probably not be writing at all. Read More

My mother and her two sisters had excellent manners. They always knew what to wear for any occasion, how to behave, how to write a lovely thank you note. Very proper women. And these they taught to their children as well. I used to call them the “white glove ladies”, as you can see from… Read More

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What happened when a new principal tried to impose a dress code in a high school where the students wouldn't follow anyone else's rules. Read More

Back in my day, bicycles had two wheels, no chain, no pedals, no brakes and, dammit, I was happy to have one…. Oh wait, that’s not true … But media coverage of pro cycling was just as primitive as that first push-bicycle, known as a “dandy horse,” back in the 19th century. Back before the… Read More

Last week I looked at the hula hoop leaning lazily against my bedroom door. I looked at myself in my floor length mirror, sucked my belly in and was saddened to see that my once-slim waist was still pinchable. I decided it was time to begin a hula hoop regimen to take care of that.… Read More

They smilin’ in your face All the time they want to take your place The back stabbers. . . . What follows is not the only story of betrayal that has occurred in my life, but let’s just say that it’s the only one that I’m willing to make public. Putting out on the internet… Read More