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...
When I “sketched out” tentative blog topics for this month, I had no idea what a life-changing event the Universe was about to throw at me. I guess we never do. So instead of writing about filing taxes today, I’m writing again about death. Death and taxes: the only...
