Category Archives: Modern Life Musings

On Writing

This is a picture of me, age five. I’d like to say that I’m busy writing my first short story. My mother typed it up for me and helped me submit it to Highlights, the children’s magazine, which is distributed … Continue reading →

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On Mourning

My grandfather died when I was five and I remember my grandmother wearing black. “Yes” my mother told me, she would be mourning for at least a year, black dresses and all.  Grandma was born in the late 1800’s and … Continue reading →

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