Whirling ’til I puke Leaping from a sky-high swing Blistering park slides
Playground nostalgia
Tag: nostalgia
Memories for sale
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
Egg gravy and toast
A recent Facebook/Twitter conversation had me reminiscing about a favorite breakfast my mother used to make for me when I was a kid, that I now prepare for my kids - egg gravy. Apparently, that isn't a food term many people knew. Being that I love to cook, and love to share what I cook, … Continue reading Egg gravy and toast
To whom it may concern
Dear… I’ve thought about writing to you often since we parted, probably since we left it so… undone. Your last phone call caught me off guard. I didn’t expect to hear from you again, and I couldn’t bear to see you again. When you left, when you packed up and moved out of state, I … Continue reading To whom it may concern
Cheeseburger and fries
When I was young, it was a special occasion for our family to go to McDonald's. This was the 60s understand, so Mickey D's was still a new phenomenon. Until then, if you wanted hamburgers you'd go to the drive-in. I still want to leave my window up a little when at Sonic, waiting for … Continue reading Cheeseburger and fries
Honeysuckle tears
Outside on the lanai, under rented white canopies, mason jars filled with sun-brewed sweet tea sit untouched on the table. Tears of condensation roll down the glass, leaving wet circles on the old linen cloth. Gran's tatted lace doilies, yellow and wilted with age, hang forlornly from the backs of the chairs. The stifling gloom … Continue reading Honeysuckle tears
Thin spiral notebook 