Category Archives: Flash memoir

The Times They Are a Changin’

I was sixteen when the Woodstock concert rocked the world. **************************************************************************************** It’s the summer of 1969 when Linda, moves out of my neighborhood, leaving behind the modest house where we’ve played since third grade. No longer can I walk two … Continue reading

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Horrible Gravity

Laura has a secret power to somehow make you do stuff you don’t really want to do. It’s like she has a dog whistle and you’re the dog. Continue reading

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Carried

I’ve always known I was adopted. But in 1963, at age ten, headed home from a summer vacation at my grandmother’s farm, I learned, for the first time, I had another name when I was born. Here’s the story. ***************************************************************************** … Continue reading

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Walking on Water

After a short vacation, I’m finding it hard to get back into the groove, especially my writing groove. And my thoughts are telling me to: Take a little more time off. It won’t make any difference. Who reads your stuff … Continue reading

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Road Trip

Last week I was on a summer vacation which reminded me of another vacation I took with my family back in the 1967. **************************************************************************************** The same year I graduate from eighth grade, my dad accrues thirty days of vacation from … Continue reading

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Spider Glue

Is the past gone? Duh, yes. But does it control you? My honest answer, much more than I’d like. As a memoirist this is both a blessing and a curse. I can remember events as if they happened yesterday. The … Continue reading

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High School Survivor

This Saturday at four o’clock it will be exactly fifty years since I walked across the stage of The Saratoga Performing Arts center as a high school graduate. And this Saturday at exactly four o’clock, there will be a class … Continue reading

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My Captain

My father always had a sailboat.  He knew about hoists and turnbuckles, jib sheets, and rudders. He knew how to come about, how to go before the wind, and how to tack on a close haul. He knew how to jibe without … Continue reading

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Post-Covid Reunions

For the first time since the pandemic, two of my grandsons came for a weekend overnight. These are the first two grandsons I babysat after I retired. These are my first two baby crushes. All you grandmothers know what I … Continue reading

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Aunt Nelly and Janis Joplin

Now that pandemic restrictions are lifting, I was able to attend the memorial for one of my husband’s aunts. For privacy’s sake I’ll call her Nelly. Early in our marriage, Nelly’s home was where we joined innumerable relatives to celebrate … Continue reading

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