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Modern Manners

Last night my husband and I paid our last respects to the father of a dear friend.  We dressed as if going to church, in what we quaintly call "dress clothes."  Offering our con


What Did You Do Today, Mommy?

Back when I had a houseful of wee ones, I always loved their interest in everything about my life.  (Apparently, with age, I've become much less interesting . . .


Great Beginnings

I've just begun reading a new novel - Bridge of Sighs - by one of my favorite authors, Richard Russo.  I have a ritual with a new book that never varies.  I read all of the cover informat


Harvest Moon

Tomorrow night (Wednesday, September 26) the Harvest Moon will rise!  The title "Harvest Moon" is given to the full moon which occurs nearest the Autumnal Equinox.  Traditionall


School Uniforms

Occasionally the topic of school uniforms surfaces as a barometer of society.  School uniforms promote civility; they stifle creativity; they encourage better schoolwork by eliminating distrac


Insecurity or Common Sense?

Picture your favorite science fiction movies or TV series.  Maybe the classic The Day The Earth Stood Still comes to mind, or Independence Day


Gender Differences? I don't think so . . .

Having been married for 38+ years, it's simply amazing that we continue to learn how to get along better.  Although we are vastly different - I come from a fighting family, he couldn't fight w


Chocolate Pudding

I am a Catholic school survivor.  From the '50s and '60s, when the nuns were rough and tough like John Wayne.  You didn't mess with the sisters, because you were always going to lose.&nbs


Summer's Bookends

Summer wanes; all of the barometric indicators are there.  The ceremonial closing of the public swimming pools, and the lumbering of those big yellow school buses down American's streets and r


The Rain Barrel

My childhood memories are scattered and few, but one thing I remember clearly is the rain barrel that sat at the ourside corner of our barn.  It was always there, collecting rain water. 


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