Suprise Me

Little Rock, Arkansas is the home of Central High, the Clinton Library—and the only dedicated purse museum in the United States. Although not a traditional art museum, I think the ESSE Purse Museum exhibits a different kind of art: symbols of the lives of women in a one-of-a-kind collection of clutches, crossovers, and cavernous carryalls.… Read More

Hi, fellow ‘spectors, I’m working my way through the backlog after a 4-5 week down time (long story…and I am not sure what it was about). The only thing I have apropos to this prompt is: https://www.myretrospect.com/stories/veni-vidi-ego-erravi-male/ Read More

When I was a senior in high school, my mother was balancing a full-time job as an assistant principal, being a mother to me, my 14-year-old brother, and my 4-year-old and 3-year-old sisters — and being the wife of a man who didn’t help out a lot. She is an amazing woman, my mother. But… Read More

"Can I help?" a woman's voice asked from behind me. A young woman had appeared with a shovel. Read More

                  My mom believed her daughters were safe in a house filled with friends An unlocked side door became an opening to the cellar stairs  where the neighborhood kids just walked in.   The basement was a club house filled with homemade ice tea and cookies, a… Read More

As Yogi Berra supposedly said, “It's déjà vu all over again.” Read More

Catskill Weekend J was my husband’s college roommate and the two have been very close since then.   In fact J and his wife K are among our closest friends –  we’ve vacationed and travelled abroad together,  traditionally spend New Year’s Eve as a foursome,  and are always there to share each others’ joys and… Read More

At Burger King, we ate with our hands! Read More

Cantor Gladys Gladys and I both lived uptown,   she on Manhattan’s westside and I on the east.   Yet we first met not in the city,   but in Lakeridge,  the Connecticut community where we both spent country weekends.   And once we discovered we both loved Scrabble,  we’d play together as often as we… Read More

I am nostalgic for many things but not all.  Here is a quick take on some of the items from the 50s and 60s I don’t miss. Women’s clothing:  Panty girdles, with their tourniquet-like grip on my thighs. I’ll spare folks the details of feminine hygiene products and accessories of the 60s, but suffice it… Read More