It has been downhill since mom’s 90th birthday. She has been moved to assisted living and grows frailer and more unsteady in mind and body. Two hospitalizations in November- the most recent on Thanksgiving day- have taken their toll and she grows thinner… Read More ›
Thanksgiving was my favorite holiday as a child. It was always shared with my father’s brother’s family and sometimes assorted other uncles and aunts, friends of the family, and cousins, lots of cousins. As a child there was little expected… Read More ›
Giving someone a name is serious business. I recall the spirited conversations about picking just the right name for my daughter and the endless conversations she and I had, figuring out names for her sons. There was so much to consider:… Read More ›
The best part of any trip, for me, is coming home. The places I visited may have been exotic, the people fascinating, and the landscape breathtaking, but nothing compares with the moment I step over the threshold and am safe… Read More ›
I spent a busy family weekend with my husband, daughter, son-in-law, grandsons and my son-in-law’s parents. At my grandson’s 4th birthday celebration, we were joined by my son-in-law’s sister, her husband, niece and nephew. A lot of words to describe the… Read More ›
The balmy days of Indian summer have given way to the chill of November. Time to break out the winter coats and jackets. Invariably, I’ll reach into the pockets and finger something from the past season- a receipt, old gum,… Read More ›
Halloween is coming soon and the younger set is talking about who or what they will be for Halloween: Goblin, Vampire, President Obama, Sexy Nurse, Clown, or Glen Beck. Zachary and Miles are going as a policeman and a… Read More ›
Is it my imagination or have I started to misplace more things as I coast through my sixties? I say misplace, rather than lose, because the things usually turn up…not always at the time I need them, but eventually. I… Read More ›
Have any of you who are still working in your sixties ever had the distinct impression that everyone is studiously watching you for a signal that you will retire…soon? Unlike the ban on asking people their age, the question “when… Read More ›
Barbara Billingsly, AKA June Cleaver, died a few days ago. She is the last remaining 50’s parent, so that leaves all of us 60 somethings orphans. Ward, Jim and Margaret Anderson, Donna and Alex (was that his name) Stone ,… Read More ›
Now we are Sixty 