The unrelenting heat of a Tennessee summer morning has me longing for vacation. My mind is anything but idle, as I long for the cool breezes and idyllic beauty of Cape Cod. Memories of one such anticipated vacation several years…
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Good days and less than good days all conspire to form a life. What will this year bring? This story began with winter’s chill and has passed through a pastel spring, on the way to the verdant green of early…
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Perhaps a chameleon, perhaps a fraud, either way, I’m on the outside looking in. The way I felt when my mother slammed the back door tightly shut and told me to stay out. There was a definitive inside and a…
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The chill of yesterday has given way to a delicious warmth as I sit on this roughhewn pine bench, chalky crushed stone beneath my feet, on the grounds of the Provincetown Art Association Museum. Waiting for art class to begin,…
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The peaceful quiet of an ordinary morning was about to shatter, a dark family secret revealed with one phone call. Will the truth really set you free? Will the truth add another crushing layer of unexplainable pain and horror to…
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Dental fear of the most emotionally ravaging kind creeps into my being with the slightest suggestion of discomfort, mine or someone else’s. The following story is thankfully part of my history, and occurring at a time when I had dental…
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I love books. Like an old friend or your favorite flannel-lined slippers, there is a comfort, a knowing. I return to my bookshelves frequently to pause, and pull a trusted friend from the stacks, revisiting the pages that transformed me…
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Winter is now in the rearview mirror and as the blockages and seepage of my sinuses indicate, spring is in the air! As we bid old man winter, “adieu”, I feel compelled to pay homage to one of the sustaining…
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The rising sun has yet to beat me to the coffee pot, and the sacred hush of predawn solitude is my nourishment this morning. The deafening quiet allows my creative spirit to rise from her slumber. My feet are not…
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