It probably wasn't coincidence that I heard that Springsteen song not once, but twice, on my way to the 35th reunion of my 8th grade class, right? There probably isn't a song more appropriate for getting together with classmates and reminiscing about shared childhoods than that nugget that made its debut the same year I … Continue reading Glory Days – Greenwood Lake Middle School’s Class of 1980
Category: girlhood
Dirty laundry
With one child headed to college in a few months and another who constantly places clean clothes in the dirty laundry hamper rather than (re)folding it and putting it away in his dresser, I’m thinking it is time for me to allow both of them to enjoy one of adulthood’s greatest responsibilities – laundry. I’m … Continue reading Dirty laundry
A pain in the neck
Many years ago, there was a girl who once jumped out of her second story window to sneak out of the house and go to a party. The landing on the concrete slab front porch wasn't as light as she would have liked and her ankle took quite a turn, an injury that was only … Continue reading A pain in the neck
Reflecting on 30 years
Despite my attempts at processing the hundreds of distinct thoughts and images in my head following my trip to the past last weekend, my mind is still in a whirl. During my drive north, while I tried to assert a sense of order to all that had been stimulated in my head, I realized that … Continue reading Reflecting on 30 years
Jeter is #2 to no one
I've been a Yankees fan my entire life. In elementary school I flipped baseball cards with the boys to add to my collection and when Thurman Munson died while I was away at camp, I convinced the counselors that the American flag needed to be lowered to half mast in the Captain's honor. The Yankees' … Continue reading Jeter is #2 to no one
Family, lost and found
One of the highlights of my Florida trip was a brief get together with one of the three women I consider to be my true mothers. Our reunion was surprisingly emotional for me - you know I'm no crier, yet that's exactly who I became in her embrace. I can't help but wonder if the … Continue reading Family, lost and found
Giving up
You may not know this, but both of my parents came from large Catholic families. Is that redundant? I actually have an aunt and two deceased great aunts, who became nuns, for real. I grew up hearing about how my mother's family went to morning mass every day, staying for a marathon mass on Sundays. … Continue reading Giving up
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