Suprise Me

Lesson for readers: Try not to get married in January. Read More

I smelled the rubbery stink of an overheated engine. Read More

White Shoulders – for Aunt Frances I’m from a small family and have always felt close to my aunts and uncles.  Now, like my parents,  they’re all gone. (For more about my family see  Call Me by Their Names) My parents were each the middle child of three, and both had strong bonds with their… Read More

Two memories, perhaps not unique but important to my youth! Living in Connecticut, we vacationed for two or three years at a “camp” on Great Pond of the Belfast Lakes in Maine. It was just my brother and I then, before another brother and a sister, so we loaded into the car and headed up… Read More

Actually, sometimes I really like getting a letter. Read More

West with the Night Walking down a tree-lined block in the East 80s the other day I passed a brownstone with a pretty patio fronting the street.  There on a small table someone had  left an open library book. Always curious about what others are reading,  I looked through the wrought iron gate to see… Read More

Sally called me Cyd Charisse, but the hairdo was the only resemblance. Read More

I was going to call this story Ticket To Ride, but I used that for my Woodstock story. My thanks to Duke Ellington for this title. Read More

Memories of three beach trips that I hadn't thought about for years triggered by a Retrospect prompt. Read More

“You know I almost didn’t ask you out”, said Bob. We had been dating six days, were in bed, post-coitus. “A guy named Dan Pfau told me you were a tease.” “Who is this guy to call me a tease (since I, obviously, am NOT!), and how do you spell PFAU?” I queried, quite upset… Read More