An Excerpt From the Memoir

  Religion wasn’t something I was comfortable with. All the ‘hellfire and damnation.’ in the Southern Baptist church had turned me off at a very early age. Not to mention the crazy ‘holy roller’ church Al’s step-mother dragged me to!     I don’t remember how I ended up alone with this woman, Hazel, but I’ll never forget it. I was maybe eight years old, and for some reason, I was left at her house one afternoon. Al and his father had gone hunting or fishing, and Hazel was my babysitter. I barely knew her. We didn’t visit his father
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Let’s Talk Sports/ Sportsmanship, Shall We?

  I am the least athletic person you will ever know. I was a clumsy kid who broke her glasses, (sometimes on purpose), at least twice a year, often from falling off my bike. I am a total nerd without an athletic bone in my body.     I’m not a big sports fan, for the most part. I grew up rooting for the Detroit Tigers baseball team but, knew nothing about football or basketball until I met my husband. He grew up in Boston and was a Celtics and Red Sox fan but, Boston didn’t have a football team
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To Oprah…or not to Oprah? That is the Question

  It is Martin Luther King, Jr.’s holiday today and Nicholas Kristoff, of the NYTimes, shared Dr. King’s Letter from Birmingham Jail. It’s an iconic work that I hadn’t read in many years. I hope you can find the time to give it a read today. https://www.africa.upenn.edu/Articles_Gen/Letter_Birmingham.html We’ve come so far in our society since the sixties but, with the current administration, we are taking many steps backward. It would behoove the President to read all of Dr. King’s words but, particularly this letter. Unfortunately, we all know he doesn’t ‘read.’ How sad is that? In honor of Dr. King’s
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I’m Baaack!

  It’s been about six weeks since my last post. I didn’t plan it that way but, sometimes it helps to step away for a bit. Our current political climate was getting to me and then came December. If you have sons who have their own families you probably know you play second fiddle during the holidays. I used to get upset about playing second fiddle but, I’ve adapted. Besides, they both have sons of their own and will likely go through the same logistics with holidays some day. Our work around for this issue is to create our own
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A Thanksgiving NOT To Be Forgotten!

  How was your Thanksgiving? It’s my favorite holiday, I must admit. I use to love big family gatherings. We always invited friends who were away from their families. Come one come all, that was our motto. There is just something heartwarming about gathering for a feast with family and friends.     I love to cook, as you probably know if you read this blog, and Thanksgiving is the ultimate day for cooking. But, as our son’s families grow and we succumb to the old adage, a son is a son till he takes a wife, it’s usually just
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Some Perspective On Our Changing Times

    I posted last week about the child molester in Alabama. That was before Al Franken was accused of groping Leeann Tweeden, with evidence of his own making. Now it’s Charley Rose?! OMG, I’m not sure how much I can take. Let me say, child molestation in any form will never be given a pass from me. And, I will support anyone who comes out with their personal story of being assaulted, as long as it’s not simply piling on for political reasons. Here’s the thing…times have changed. Women my age have survived sexual assaults first hand in the
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For All the #MeToo’s

  I don’t know about you, but for me, I’m kind of stunned at the huge numbers of #MeToo’s I’ve seen since Weinstein was outed. Not to mention the huge number of other disgusting predators who have been exposed. But, none hold a candle to this vile excuse for a man in Alabama.       Writing about my own experiences with sexual predators has a lot to do with what’s taken so long to finish my memoir. Somehow you manage to block those experiences from your mind, simply to keep your own sanity, but they never really leave you.
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It’s Not About Politics. It’s About Sanity.

  Who among us is not tired of the toddler in chief? I mean, even if you voted for him, in which case you probably don’t read this blog anyway, how can you tolerate his childish bullying?     The fact that his wife is trying to make advocating against bullying her ‘First Lady Platform’ is hilarious, to me. It reminds me of a time when our youngest was getting to an age when sucking your thumb was frowned upon by his peers. Someone would say, “Only babies suck their thumbs.” To which he would respond, “Yeah, exthept for me,”
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The Bathroom Reno Reveal!

  Today I want to brag on my husband, Dave, and shout out a huge thank you to Adam Wing of Magnolia Construction, best cabinet maker ever, and rave about a company that is incredible to work with, Wayfair.com. The bathroom reno is into the finishing touches like moldings and such, and it is beautiful. I marvel at the things involving tools and construction that my husband has always been able to do. He didn’t learn it during his career in retail, and he definitely didn’t learn it from his dad, who could barely tell a hammer from a screwdriver.
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In 1968 Two Crazy Kids Got Married

  I’m sharing a post I published two years ago about our humble beginnings. Now, as we are about to enter our 49th year together, I have updated this a little bit but, not too much because our beginning will be the end of the memoir and I don’t want to spoil that for anyone.     Our wedding was a bit of a rush job due to Dave getting transferred to Scarsdale, NY. I had moved to a tiny furnished apartment in Pittsburgh shortly after high school, and Dave was living with his parents a short drive away. The
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