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You Won’t Believe What My Husband Called Me!
Long ago when my husband and I first dated, he had sweet terms of endearment for me. Young love makes you say silly things. Darling. Sweetheart. Honeybunches. His friends teased him. But he couldn’t help himself! He was so in love. And I secretly savored these... read more
Do I Look Fat?
At Sunday dinner last week, my seventy-two year old mother was about to pass on the fresh-from-the-oven brownies that I’d baked. “I’m on a diet,” she said with a look of sheer determination. “I’m not wearing a dress to swim in the bay this summer. I’m getting into a... read more
“Thank You,” Is The Most Important Thing You Can Say To A Veteran
(Stick A Flag In Your Yard, Redux) In 1970 the Vietnam War was unpopular. My father was a medical resident, specializing in orthopedics, and therefore excused from military service as part of The Berry Plan. The draft couldn’t take him. Still there was an unconscious... read more
Am I A Sleaze?
If I’m not writing, I’m selling real estate. Sometimes, when I reveal this to my artsy writer friends, I get a look of surprise or outright disbelief. My profession’s reputation precedes me. It’s no secret that a real estate makes the list of the Twenty Sleaziest Ways... read more
Guess What I Caught My Son Doing . . .
With the joys of parenthood come plenty of small and sometimes large disappointments. The defeats we quietly absorb, maybe vent about to a close friend, or agonize over with a spouse. All that stuff we’re not posting on Facebook or bragging about in the annual... read moreSubscribe
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