Category Archives: Flash memoir

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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Let it Be

“The Love and peace generation of the sixties wasn’t wrong in trying to imagine something better than a world filled with hate and war – it was wrong in not finding a better Messiah than the Beatles.” I’m part of … Continue reading

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Frozen Forsythia

Halfway through April, and it’s snowing again. The forsythia bush outside my window is in full bloom despite an icy veil. Writer to writer, the weather reflects how I feel. After months of perfecting a proposal for a new memoir, … Continue reading

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Easter’s Aftermath

After the crucifixion, the disciples scattered and hid, crushed and disillusioned. Big, strong Peter disowned Jesus afraid of a little servant girl. But after Mary Magdalene and a few female followers saw the empty tomb, and encountered an angel, and … Continue reading

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How to Kill a Zombie

I recently joined a storyteller’s circle, which as a writer, I thought would be a piece of cake. A lot of the same rules apply whether you are writing a story or telling it orally. The end has to kiss … Continue reading

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The Kingdom of Kerry

For as long as I can remember I’ve known I was adopted, and my birth father’s family came from Ireland. But before this week, the week we celebrate St. Patrick who brought the gospel to my ancestral homeland, there were … Continue reading

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Possibilities

The Great I am, a God too big to name yet knows mine. Continue reading

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