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Meant to write in November. The virus that is the crazy-as-a-loon (Minnesota national bird and a Minnesotan expression for the craziest of the crazy) president and the virus that is a...

Early college years, young motherhood and women’s lib (sounds almost quaint doesn’t it?) coincided in my life. For some time my everyday theme song was “I Am Woman”. Spent a lot...

My son’s birthday year just keeps unraveling. He should have known better than to be born in 1960. The last post ended with Scott and traveling buddies in Belfair, Washington after...

In 2020, my eldest son Scott had a very large birthday. Huge in fact. Biggest birthday in the history of the world so far. In fact his birthday was the absolutely...

Do you ever repeat to yourself…’I must make this work’…over and over when an important event or project is coming up? Well, that’s the way I’m feeling about September, all of...

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My fortunate grandchildren have first-rate parents and just the right mix of grandparents. The one with the pool, the one with the...

Covid-19, in addition to sickening and killing us, could be classified as a bipolar disorder, couldn’t it? The highs and lows, ups and downs…. Day before yesterday, I was strong and...

Where one pours out their secret longings and wishes and passions. Shares their secrets. Worries their worries. Plots the destruction of their enemies. Conjures up princes to the rescue, bright futures…....

Afraid I’m losing the plot today. The drip drip drip of bad news wears one down. I shouldn’t complain right? Everyone I know is okay. Actually we all need to complain...

Sue and I were young Air Force wives living on Seymour Johnson AFB in Goldsboro, North Carolina. We each had one husband and two children; all of us healthy and happy...