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A couple days ago three friends and I went to see the classic movie “Casablanca” on the big screen, courtesy of our local cinema that airs a different old-time movie each week.
I’m not sure I’ve ever seen “Casablanca” on
… finish reading Casablanca
It was a Christmas gift over fifty years ago. A pin representing a perfectly shaped fir tree with tiny jewels set in gold to represent the ornaments. I loved it then; I love it even more now.
Ollie, my stepfather
… finish reading Wear It on Your Sleeve
What can I say? Today was the final day of sales for Fred Flare, the company my son and his partner owned and operated for fifteen years. Now the offices and warehouse at 300F are shuttered.
The past two days
… finish reading 300F Kingsland
For some reason I recorded last year’s November County Music Awards . I don’t recall if I ever watched the show, but tonight – for lack of something more educational to do – I decided to view it.
… finish reading Country Music Awards
When my two sons were little we used to visit the beach in Evanston, Illinois on sunny afternoons. I’d hitch our bikes to one of those racks you attach to the back of your car, so we could pedal along
… finish reading Rainbow
August 13 is the birthday of three people I know. Well, that I knew. I’ve lost touch with two of them, but my calendar reminds me of their existence every year on this date.
The one person I’m still connected
… finish reading Where Are They Now?
I’m standing at the kitchen counter spreading cream cheese on crackers as a substitute for supper, and my mother’s approach to school lunches rises in my mind. I’m not sure of the connection, other than the cream cheese. Mother loved
… finish reading She Did Her Best
Where I live in southwestern Michigan it’s time for fruit and veggie stands to crop up, almost as plentiful as weeds but much more appreciated. Already asparagus has come and gone, and now it’s strawberries’ turn.
For the past week
… finish reading Strawberry Time
This weekend I entered a time capsule, one that transported me back to the late 1950s when my classmates and I were under the auspices of the nuns who staffed St. Louis Cathedral School and tried to mold our characters.
… finish reading Grade School Reunion Redux