Ah. The confessional. Mark’s family is in from out of town. A niece and husband with their set of seven year old twins and a five year old. Plus they brought Mark’s nephew’s set of twins, 14-ers. They are only staying a few days and not all of them are at our small house. The [...]
Posts from ‘June, 2009’
Talking to the past is as good as reading fiction
Talking to the past is as good as reading fiction My hand is tethered to vellum and stained a favored drawing ink: sepia. New is old and old is renewed. Scars are imprinted on so many onion skins — a bibliography was consulted. (But the wrong records were retained.) Fold my fingers over yours — [...]
what did Title IX mean for you?
This week is the 37th anniversary of Title IX, the 1972 federal legislation that required schools to fund athletics equally, for males & females. When it went into affect only 7% of girls participated in sports. These days more than 40% of girls participate. It affected me. I was a freshman in high school in [...]
confessions version 06.23.09
I told myself I would stop having mid-week cocktails. I haven’t. I thought about joining a choir this week that is singing poetry (William Stafford set to song). How cool is that? Then I listened/watched their last performance. I can’t do it. It seemed such a great idea — I am not that talented, but [...]
The garlic lover’s conundrum
I’ve loved garlic ever since my best buddy in college, Linda, introduced me to the fresh stuff in the late 1970s. She came from a well-to-do family of Italian heritage. She loved lots of fresh garlic and would double or triple any recipe’s allotment. My family was lower-middle class blue-collar from the mining communities of [...]

