A category 1 hurricane is expected tonight and it is the first of the season. As it approaches, I work on memories. 1954. Hurricane Carol. I was 9 years old and watching its Category 3 fury whip the calm cove … Read the rest
The Reality of Toys
My cousin, Mary, arrives today and when I asked if she wanted me to get anything in particular she said just a flashlight and a nightie.
Check and check.
I have a flashlight but I also put a nightlight with … Read the rest
At Play in the Waters of Childhood
He is 7 years old and playing on the beach of my childhood.
I no longer swim in the surf, unsure of myself in ways inconceivable fifty years ago, but the sight of my grand nephew at play in these … Read the rest