Memories – The Widow Woman

Who You Gonna Call: the Bad Boys (and girls) of Nottely 911

If you’ve seen my Facebook post (or that of one of my sisters) you will have seen our epic send up of […]

It’s been a hot minute since I wrote to you, and I have missed you, but have been more than normally busy […]

Cleaning out some old folders in my desk I came across this essay I wrote in 1992, pre-Lasik, pre-cataracts, when I was […]

Courtesy, civility, manners, and all the other niceties that exist to make the world a kinder, gentler place in which to live […]

It’s been a month of anniversaries all of which converge here. Five years have passed since Scott died and two years have […]

Last week I was so excited to share my amazing musical events with you that I skipped over the epic birthday party […]

Last week I was privileged to be invited to attend two very extreme musical events, both of which turned out to be […]

When I was in 6th grade, a number of us went to Dick Chaplin’s Cotillion in Preston Center, for a half-dozen Friday […]

At last! La fin of our fabulous French idyll. When last we talked, I had left the Italian piano player to pack […]

Or un–the male/female thing escapes me. If people can be non-binary, then language certainly should be. But, I digress, as usual. Bonjour! […]