It was a conversation that I was not comfortable with, purely for selfish reasons. I simply was not ready to let my Mama go. For almost 70 years she had beautifully and consistently influenced my life with her sweet, loving ways. To carry on without her was beyond my comprehension. But she insisted that we…
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The Candy Truck
It was 1957, and the summer of my sixth year. At the time, we lived in Vallejo, California and my mother worked a short distance away at Levi Strauss and Co. It was her job to make and attach the pockets on the name brand jeans. Simply, this meant that I stayed with my Aunt Maggie during…
Ageless Beauty
This is a picture of ageless beauty, the kind that doesn’t lose sleep over wrinkles. It emanates from deep within – it’s the sweet essence of the soul. I imagine that many will not be fortunate enough to experience it for themselves, perhaps not even know of someone who possesses this unique beauty. I was…
The Porch Light
My childhood was more than memorable. If I ever had any inclination of jeopardizing the blessed freedom I had been afforded due to my trustworthy nature, it was quickly banished from my thoughts. I loved being able to run the neighborhood in the summertime, and I knew how to ensure that it stayed that way;…
Saturday Morning
It was pretty much the same routine every Saturday morning, but, believe me, it never grew old. Really. The kitchen always smelled of waffles and warm maple syrup. Bacon sizzled in a cast iron skillet on the stovetop. The wonderful aromas, along with gospel music from the record player drew us all to the table…
Carry On
I haven’t written for nearly two years. For an author, this admission is not a particularly good omen. Well on my way to a third publishing, a divine intervention was about to occur that would usher in an abrupt change of course. Banish book-writing, editing, and marketing. This was a higher calling, one that required…
Field of Memories 