Monday’s Child
There were times the last four decades when I couldn’t lose myself enough over the weekend to regenerate the energy…
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There were times the last four decades when I couldn’t lose myself enough over the weekend to regenerate the energy…
I grew up and shared Mom’s fascination with the return of the swallows to Capistrano each St. Joseph’s Day, March…
Like other families’ homes in the early fifties, ours was a brightly colored mix of multi-colored lights, some store bought…
Mom always had the radio on in the kitchen. Normally, she liked country music and we would make fun of…
Family activities didn’t vary very much during the year. The folks decided where we were going – if we were…
My musical ability had pleased my folks. It was just another way of bringing smiles to one’s parents…no harm in…
Daddy knew I wanted to pursue a teaching degree; but it was entirely at odds with his understanding of opportunities…
My mother’s focus was solely on the welfare and care of her family and home. She had no outside hobbies,…
Having to take the Christmas decorations down was always sad for me. I loved waking to the lights on the…