Not Quite Ready for Primetime

Not Quite Ready for Primetime

Is Thanksgiving really on Thursday? I am not ready. I have ordered a turkey.  But I have not been to the store for cans of cranberry or bags of stuffing.  There is not one wreath up at the windows.  Decorations in boxes on the piano bench. This is unusual....
What I Remember

What I Remember

I remember being sent home from school.  Walking home down 34th street from Forest Park Elementary.  Something terrible had happened.  The teachers said we needed to be with our parents. I was 9. I remember watching our black and white TV into the night.  The news...
Pigs

Pigs

Keep Fayetteville Funky. That’s my city’s logo. Just what makes Fayetteville, Arkansas funky?  Or as a newer company is calling it – FAYETTECHILL. Maybe it’s attitude.  Maybe it’s having the Restaurant On The Corner that’s not on...
my home at 1203

my home at 1203

I knew I was going to do it. The home I grew up in – 1203 as we call it. Renters had gone and someone was looking more seriously at buying it.  I wanted one more look. My parents died in 2007.  They moved into 1203 when my brother Adam was born.  58 years.  Same...
Brotherly Love

Brotherly Love

I am in Pine Bluff, my hometown.  Visiting for the weekend.  The last time I actually laid eyes on either of my brothers or their wives was several months ago, very briefly, at my sister-in-law’s mother’s funeral.  Literally a couple of hours.  Before...
Rituals

Rituals

It was Veterans Day yesterday.  And they were everywhere. Ghosts and goblins. Scheming witches.  Screaming skeletons. Our Halloween decorations. There are holiday decoration rituals in our house.  My husband gets out the decorations because he is picky about where we...