Thoughts, experiences and adventures from a resident of DelSo aka Delaware Avenue South in Albany, N.Y.
Over the years there have been a number of YA books that captured me completely and for eternity. Off the top of my head, I immediately think of The Book Thief, What the Night Sings and Free Lunch. Interestingly enough, each of these books relates a story of a young person or family struggling under … Continue reading Read this: The Rent Collector
The year has barely begun and already I’m exhausted by the sheer amount of bullshit in our society. Perhaps if it had just been a thing or two, I could have overlooked them and focused my attention instead upon next month’s trip to the desert, but when the outrages and irritations continue to accumulate…well, it’s … Continue reading Irate so I write
Monday evening, between a yoga class and a grocery store run, I stopped in to the lovely cocktail bar where my love works to say hello. There were a few folks at the bar, including a woman (J) I had met for the first time last spring when my guy and I had stopped at … Continue reading Evidence of (my)Labor(s) Day
The trip I’m currently in the midst of was planned numerous times during the past 3 years. The original plan for 2020 was for two weeks in Spain with my youngest son, followed by two weeks in Greece on my own. As you might imagine, there was no trip in 2020. I optimistically planned the … Continue reading Traveling solo. Again.
You’ve been to a professional or team or school meeting at least once in your life, I imagine. At one such meeting, you’ve probably been presented with an opportunity to share any “questions, comments or concerns” about the materials covered or the topics shared. If you’re anything like me, you might have saved your questions, … Continue reading Questions, comments or concerns
It’s been nine years since Adam Lanza massacred the educators and students named below. While he may have officially acted alone, don’t kid yourself that he was the only one involved. Every single member of the NRA who refuses to accept common sense gun laws also has blood on their hands and bears responsibility for … Continue reading The NRA is on the (Sandy) Hook for these deaths
It’s 1978. I’m in 6th grade and it’s picture day at school. My hair, freshly combed with the black, plastic pocket comb all students received, was long and straight. I wore a sage green smock top and my face was bare. Make-up was unheard of then for elementary grade students. I looked completely and utterly like … Continue reading Picture this
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