Where’s The Holiday Spirit?

I took a walk in downtown Asheville this afternoon. I don’t get out of the home/office much and this was a well needed change of scenery for me. It was cold and windy… more conducive to walking quickly rather than taking a leisurely stroll. I visited...

A Valuable Lesson

My Mother and Father had a traditional marriage for their generation. He went to work and she stayed home to raise the five children. Each week, my Father gave my Mother money, which covered groceries and any other daily household expenses, including clothing and...

My Very Wise Mother

It was 1954 and I was so excited because I was going to a morning nursery school program just like my big brother. Such a BIG moment in a 3 year old’s life. Here is a memory I will never forget! We were seated in a big circle and the teacher was reading a story....

Across A Crowded Room

I come from a huge family on my father’s side. My Father had eight siblings, six of them surviving into adulthood. His Mother (my Bubbi) had three siblings, all of them surviving into adulthood. Many of this group of aunts, uncles and cousins went on to have big...

Memories

The woman put her plate down on the table in the darkened room and stared at the empty chairs. She thought she heard laughter but it was her mind playing tricks on her again. The only sound was the washing machine going through its cycles. She closed her eyes…....

The Diamond

Sometimes in life we discover that what we have at that very moment can be much more meaningful than what we wish for! The year was 1947 and a beautiful young woman was in love with a tall, brilliant young man. They talked about marriage but the young man always...

Welcome To My World

I’ve spent days researching everything I can about the last prognosis on the condition affecting my eyes, praying for something…anything…that will give me hope. I’ve come up with absolutely nothing even with the whole world (internet) at my...

Longing For The Good Old Days

I’m not a prude but sometimes I wish for the ” good old days” when the media wasn’t intent on outdoing each other for “shock” effect. I miss the days when television was watchable by all generations and parents didn’t have to...