Suprise Me

*Yes, there's an app for that...although I didn't use it, don't have it, and don't intend to get it. Read More

From 1965-67, I studied Chinese in Taiwan, Republic of China. Although I was a dedicated student, I found myself more involved in human rights opposing martial law. Read More

Life before my Great Sock Liberation Day, as I call it with a yawn-inducing lack of drama, was a symphony of socks: cotton, wool, nylon, ankle, crew, knee-high – they were, as the Old Testament might say ‘a plague upon my house’. Every morning for me was a ballet of fumbling and frustration, battling those… Read More

Well, since this is a prompt about shoes, I figured that a pair of stories would be fitting. The first one is an excerpt from my book. The Red Shoes They were fire-engine red. Cherries in the snow red, million-dollar red; movie star pouty lips, just like on Mad Men red—an I-mean-business red. They had… Read More

The time I almost lost my phone when it fell out of my pocket and went skittering down the storm drain. Read More

I was approached by a young woman who asked if she could come to my house to show me some amazing knives. I said yes. Read More

When I was fifteen and my brother 9, an event changed our motel karma from heaven to hell. Read More

The process of preparing our house to go on the market felt like peeling an onion – layer by layer, my life there disappeared. Read More

As my mother descended into dementia, her letters stopped, and we kept in touch through phone calls, increasingly with my father alone.  By the time my mother died, he had become my confidante and mutual support system. Read More

I watered it as faithfully as I heated up boiling water for tea—in fact, I would fetch water for my teapot and fill the watering can for the cactus in a single trip Read More