I place two coffee cups gently on the counter, as if each is fragile antique china I had picked up at Portobello market. The mugs feature a map of the London Underground and the ubiquitous subway warning, “Mind the Gap.” “I’ve been looking for these all over London,” I announce to the clerk in the … Continue reading Minding the Gap
"One’s destination is never a place, but a new way of seeing things.” ~Henry Miller~ “But why do you want to go to Russia?” Our answers varied, depending upon the audience: “Because it is a very old country.” “Because John loves Russian literature.” “Because it is our 30th anniversary, and we want to do something … Continue reading Moscow Underground: A Travel Essay
“She’s going to be a great adult.” This nugget of wisdom, offered by my daughter’s 4th grade teacher during a school conference, was a comfort. Few teachers had recognized the diamond within my daughter’s core. Liz was not sweetly compliant, as most girls seem to be. She “questioned authority” before it became a bumper sticker. … Continue reading Well-behaved Bunnies Rarely Make Literature.
“The oldest human longing is self-revelation” Zora Neale Hurston, novelist and ethnographer Lately, I have been thinking about the memoir my father never wrote. I see him in his beige leather recliner, legal pad in lap, poised to scribe a remarkable life: from Depression era chicken farm to college, to a tuberculosis sanitarium, and … Continue reading Start with the Squirrels.
I have always considered myself an optimist. So, I had tired of my young daughter’s daily complaints each afternoon when she climbed into the back seat of the car after a grueling day of 3rd grade. Before she could describe the unpleasantry of playground politics, I instructed her to tell me one good thing. … Continue reading Live Free & Laugh