My journal of big words and pretty pictures
Three one four, et al A day to celebrate pie Pizza or apple My grandma Jessie could baked the heck out of some pies. Her coconut cream and lemon meringue pies were legendary. The crusts were light and flaky, melt in your mouth goodness. She died in 1997 at 81 years old. I miss her, … Continue reading Pi Day
I am the product of a mixed-marriage. My mother is a southern belle and my father is a damn Yankee. Dad drinks Michelob out of a bottle, and my mother sips sweet tea from a mason jar. She says, "God bless you," and he says, "Gawd dammit!" Unfortunately for them, their romance didn't take the … Continue reading Straddling the Mason/Dixon line
A well-dressed couple sat across the desk from me. I sensed an air of sadness surrounding the man, but the woman's face was a study in emotions - aggravation mixed with glee - like wet confetti at a New Year's Day parade. "What sort of trouble has she gotten into this time?" The woman crossed her … Continue reading Clean up on aisle five
"She needs more paper and colored pencils." Two men stood behind a large window, observing a young woman in the adjacent room. Bent closely over a pile of white pages covered in detailed drawings, she meticulously added lines to her images. A supply of pencils was scattered haphazardly across the table. A closer look showed … Continue reading A tangerine sky
The house looks smaller than I remembered. I can see tarpaper under some of the broken roofing tiles. The driveway's crumbling shoulders and huge cracks running through the asphalt are big enough to swallow the yellow Corvair my dad once parked under the carport. Dingy, colorless vinyl siding covers the original stone façade. Looking around … Continue reading Memories for sale
She was larger than life. A goddess of courage and virtue, intellect and strength. In the eyes of my mother, her martyred baby sister could do no wrong. I grew up living with her name, and failing in my attempts to live up to her legacy. My bedtime stories were tales of her adventures, my … Continue reading Legend
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