Suprise Me

My tonsils are out A nurse speaks: “Do you want ice cream, or ice chips?” Read More

I always burst into tears when we turned the corner and I could see the big Tudor house in a nice section of Detroit where Dr. Himelhoch also had his office. I was sure it meant I would get a shot in my rear end, a painful and humiliating experience. Joseph Himelhoch was a large… Read More

We had a “retirement” prompt in early February, 2018, so the dates in this story are old, as you can ascertain by looking at the date stamps in the comments section. Also, since writing this story, there has been a “nanny” prompt, which I will link to within the body of the story at the… Read More

1963 was the year I became my own person with my own values. Read More

This year, sadly, there are no spring celebrations. COVID-19 has taken them away from us. Read More

By the end of my first summer, the subtle pulse of the waves syncs with my own rhythm. I am hooked. The sand shark never gets me. Read More

Both my partner and I often express our desires to return home. Each has a different version of home, having been born in widely separate locations, economic stability, and cultural surroundings. My wife is from Manhattan. She was born in Greenwich Village and, when her family moved to a larger apartment uptown, she continued going… Read More

She practiced Christianity as a religion of love, tolerance, and generosity. She never turned down someone who needed help and she was the most open-minded person I’ve ever known. Read More

I could no longer feel my cold hands and had to visually place them on holds. Read More

I love this photo from a family trip in August 1957, where we are sitting in a carriage (not a surrey) with fringe on top. Read More