I Found the Future in a Brown Paper Bag
Of these four, which one doesn’t fit: rug, egg, drum, sex? I remember the question. I remember the answer. But I’ll be damned if I remember the rest of the…
Of these four, which one doesn’t fit: rug, egg, drum, sex? I remember the question. I remember the answer. But I’ll be damned if I remember the rest of the…
I was inspired to write this poem in February 2014 when I lived in North Hatley, Quebec. At the time, I wanted to get lost in a winter storm, to…
eyes open. a thought bubbles to the surface: “i’m awake.” awareness skips across my consciousness forcing me to stir. i resist. i burrow deeper into the folds of the duvet. i…
Journalist, author, motivational speaker and world-record-holding marathon swimmer Diana Nyad made five attempts to swim from Cuba to Florida. She first tried at age 28 in 1975. She failed. She…
In November 2009, I featured Sara Kruzan’s story on AmazingWomenRock.com in a post entitled “How Much Time for This Kind of Crime?” At the time, I tried to make sense…
My cousin Catherine was born with a heart defect. She began having (then-experimental) surgeries to correct it at the age of two. She had many such surgeries and spent countless…
Here’s a short (about three-minutes) video I put together for the What I See project:
I played in my first-ever golf tournament last week. My preferred (quelle surprise!) ball is pictured at left 😉 In golf, as in most sports, it’s important to follow the…
My Mom, Patti, soon to be eighty-five and in the advanced stages of Alzheimer’s disease, can’t really carry on a “sensible” conversation anymore. Mom’s friend Gaby is ninety-seven. While Mom…