“If one of the kittens is a gold tabby,” said Rick a little over a year ago, “I’m thinking of keeping it and naming it Theo, whether it’s a boy or a girl.” “Are you asking my permission?” I queried. “Well, if something happens to me…” Rick’s voice...
Lynda Carter had it right—or maybe it was the director of her Wonder Woman television series who knew the secret. Either way, if you’re somewhere around my age, Carter’s classic Super Hero pose is indelibly scored into your brain matter. But if you’re not somewhere...
It will be interesting to find out if Dad remembers the story of me catching my first fish the same way I do… I believe I must have been five or six. I wore a double-breasted gray-blue “car coat” with a faux-fur lined hood. Dad and I were in a small green pram...
Far from being ashamed, insulted, embarrassed, or “mad” when someone tells me I’ve made a mistake in my writing, I’m THRILLED that A) someone critically read what I wrote, and B) they took the time to stop and gently educate me. I look upon these occasions as an...
