When school was dismissed for the summer, like the other kids I ran out of the building screeching, hollering, and scattering with them running in a hundred different directions. I always stopped, though, and turned around staring back at the empty school building, a silent yearning filling my heart and soul. I loved my teachers […]
Dad was a fly-fisherman who couldn’t resist the masochistic urge to wake in the quiet predawn hours and stumble, blurry-eyed out of the house. He drove to a nearby lake where he lowered his boat into the water, cranked the outboard engine into action, and navigated through the murky waters noting the water’s invisible currents […]
The summer sun was blazing hot, the air outside was motionless. Even with the windows open, no air stirred inside our home. I felt sticky and irritable. In my child’s mind, the solution was simple: Go to the city pool and jump in the cool, refreshing water. “It’s hot, Mama! May we go swimming?” “It’s […]
It seems just yesterday I was a child. Yet in a way, it seems like eons ago. Where did all the years go? What remains of all those years, especially my childhood? Surely I have more than the neatly-mounted pictures stored in scrapbooks tucked away on a bookshelf! Occasionally, I visit my childhood home where […]
Spring washed in like the tide, advancing confidently with warmth and sunshine one day and retreating the next. Some days the daffodils in Mother’s garden were bathed in lukewarm air that gently encouraged them, on others the wintry wind gusted, demanding a return to the bitterness of the months before. But like the tide, spring […]
“Next stop…Springfield, Missouri,” hailed the conductor. Minutes later, the train ground to a halt. Mother and I disembarked and found Granddad waiting for us at the platform adjacent to the train station. “Welcome!” Granddad said, his face beaming. He grabbed our suitcases and whisked us away in his bronze-colored finned Chrysler, the perfect automobile for […]
