In which I attempt to get mom’s story heard …
In which I attempt to get mom’s story heard …
On this date in 1961, the satirical anti-war novel Catch-22 by Joseph Heller was published. “He would be crazy to fly more missions and sane if he didn’t, but if he was sane he had to fly them. If he flew them he was crazy and didn’t have to; but if he didn’t want to […]
One of the those odd things I distinctly remember from my childhood is frequently being forced to eat string beans and beets. I have no idea why mom made those vegetables as a side for us so often, since my sister and I both hated them. And cold, too! I used to hate that salad. […]
This will be our second Christmas without mom. I still miss her so much that it hurts. I wrote a little bit about our Christmas Eve traditions on my personal website last year. I wish I had more photos of our Christmas trees. You know what I never seem to see any more? Tinsel. We […]
Can anyone help me determine when this photo was taken?
Here’s a somewhat rare photo of mom laughing. I can’t imagine what was so funny, but it’s nice to see her this happy. I remember the afghan on the back of the couch. And I’m pretty sure that’s Nana’s elementary school class picture on the wall. But for the life of me I can’t place […]
Here’s yet another picture that I can’t date. I have to assume it’s from the 50s, but that’s about the best I can guess. I wonder what she was thinking, staring off into space like that. Or was she looking at someone else in the room? What in the world is that thing on top […]
Mom loved Tootsie. It was one of her favorites. I know that Nana really liked it, too. I forgot that one of the leads is Dabney Coleman, who was also in 9 to 5, another of her favorites. I thought I’d put together a list of mom’s favorite movies. If you remember any, drop me […]
I found one of mom’s 5×7 Mead Five-Star college-ruled notebooks. I’m sure she had dozens of them; she loved little notebooks and somehow that passion trickled down to me. This particular one is riddled with usernames and passwords and email addresses, so I assume she kept it near her computer. I try every now and […]
I do not know the exact date this photo was taken. I’m guessing it had to be sometime in 1974, because mom doesn’t look to be very pregnant with my little sister yet. It might be Daytona Beach but it might be some beach in Rhode Island; there’s no way for me to know. (I’d […]