We Need a Little Aspirin
(sung to the tune of We Need a Little Christmas with apologies to Auntie Mame and the rest of the…
Category: Ribeting Favorites
Oh, Tannenbaum!
Mid December, we’d have our school Christmas Program. As I climbed the grades, I knew which teachers were the most…
Chocolate-covered Pretzels
As was her practice, Mom prepared a full course dinner every evening. We never left the table hungry. She served…
Monday’s Child
There were times the last four decades when I couldn’t lose myself enough over the weekend to regenerate the energy…
Gratitude Pending
When all that’s left in me is gratitude, I permit myself some moments to reflect upon the good things that…
We’ve Each A Place
By what authority proclaimed, by what process or fair measure? Removing living things deemed irritants…are they not also treasures? Even…
Cabbages and Things
My child grew to love everything that had a label on it. Take out was part of our “grocery” budget;…
The Final Round
I grew up and shared Mom’s fascination with the return of the swallows to Capistrano each St. Joseph’s Day, March…
Fees, Foes and Fumbles
Summer of 1980; it had been a roller coaster ride thus far that year for many of our immediate family. …