My journal of big words and pretty pictures
When my grandfather died, he was buried in a small country cemetery in rural Ohio. His long funeral procession wended its way down two-lane roads on its path from the church. That was almost 40 years ago but I can still remember how other motorists pulled over to let us pass. Even today, recalling that … Continue reading 100 Word Challenge: Respect
The nose turret from a B25 Mitchell houses a machine gun capable of firing 450 .50 cal. rounds per minute. This bomber was flown by the Doolittle Raiders during the first air attack on Japan in 1942 following the bombing of Pearl Harbor. The Raider crews trained at Eglin Air Force Base near Fort Walton … Continue reading With respect and gratitude
Now that The Boy’s car is once again road worthy, whenever I have to go into town for errands, if he goes with, he wants to drive. His Infiniti Q45 is a barge, only six inches shorter than his dad’s full-sized truck. His sister calls it his “old man” car. An already low-riding car, he … Continue reading Grand exit
We never spoke of his father, and it felt disrespectful to ask anyone else. I assumed he was dead. After the ceremony, standing next to my new husband in the receiving line, I knew before I saw him that something was wrong. I got that weird sensation that someone was watching me, then everything went … Continue reading Never assume
This marks the 15th year I've lived along the Florida Gulf Coast. It is a gorgeous region and I have grown to love my adopted state. But... there are aspects of living here that are not so great. There is the oppressive summer heat and humidity, but that's tempered by mild winters (no snow!). There … Continue reading The word is ‘respect’…
Thin spiral notebook 