While my fam was in Greensboro, NC for our daughter's graduation, we visited the F.W. Woolworth's lunch counter downtown at the corner of Elm and February One streets where we could order a complete turkey dinner for 65¢ or a slice of apple pie for 15¢. The store closed for business in 1993, but the … Continue reading The content of their character
Category: Pour Your Heart Out
Top ten perks and financial benefits of being unemployed
Recently a friend made an off-hand remark that I was lucky that I wasn't still working because I didn't have to put up with co-workers coming into the office sick, and spreading their contagion around to everyone. Lucky... that's it. The medical savings on cold remedies alone have made being out of a job worth … Continue reading Top ten perks and financial benefits of being unemployed
Until the end of time
When I was a teenager, I was active in my church youth group. We were lucky in that we had an advisor who let us ask him about anything. We were able to talk with him and each other about topics that often our parents avoided at all costs. I still remember one discussion we … Continue reading Until the end of time
Man-child cold
When my children were younger and succumbed to winter colds and flu, it would break my heart to hear them with their croupy coughs and tired, ear-infection cries. I would bundle them in warm blankets, buffering them with fluffy pillows and their favorite comfort toys. Cartoons would run on a continuous loop while they were … Continue reading Man-child cold
Ranty McRant
I finally broke down and found a camera shop that could clean my Nikon without having to give her up for a week. The withdrawal would have been too severe. (I also discovered that I should NEVER try to clean it myself ~ bad juju can ensue.) That meant while I waited, I spent half a … Continue reading Ranty McRant
My hands are my work
My hands are my work. I like to think of myself as a writer and photographer of some worth (I’m not fishing for compliments, I’m realistic about my level of talent). Without functional use of my hands, those two tasks become immeasurable difficult. A week before Christmas I started having ‘issues’ with my right hand. … Continue reading My hands are my work
Thin spiral notebook 