A few snapshots in time. Snapshots of love.
This little post will touch on three of our senses: hearing, sight, and smell. Ready?
With warmer weather around the corner (hopefully!), my thoughts have turned back to…
Aunt Ethel and I were born on the same date, but 40 years apart. I’d sing “Happy Birthday To Us” on the phone to her every year on our big day, which made her laugh.
“Finally the bus comes. I get on first. I thread my way down the aisle and sit down beside another woman, feeling safer in company. I carefully focus my gaze out the window, away from the riders. I fear that any eye contact with him could be mistaken for an implicit ‘contract’ that something more is going to happen.”
So reads an excerpt from one of the 25 stories in my latest book, First Kiss and other True Fiction. … Continue reading
I started thinking about Adam (aka “Batman”) West’s passing Friday, and it brought back so many memories of the early (black & white!) days of television. Adam was a perfect Batman, square-jawed and brave – nothing fazed him. For new followers, here are a few other things I wrote over a year ago about this TV era.
What’s a meal without dessert?