As I approached a well-traveled bridge in our neighborhood, I was aware of all the emergency vehicles parked on either side of the roadway. The paramedics, leading me to believe that a tragedy had just taken place, wore grim faces. I continued on to my gym planning a “New Year’s” workout. Making … [Read more...]
Gray
“Hey, Mom, meet MacKenzie” my proud son announced. This introduction to my first granddog seems like yesterday. Yet, fifteen years have passed. Yesterday, I again met MacKenzie as I walked into the house. But age had robbed his puppy antics. I looked into two sightless eyes, observed his … [Read more...]
A Quiet House
A week has passed since our precious Henrietta died. Because she was very ill, we made a final trip to our beloved veterinarian who put her to sleep quietly and painlessly. In a matter of minutes, she lay relaxed in our arms as her beautiful soul joined Herschell. We could almost hear the happy … [Read more...]
The Doorbell
This is one of my first attempts at writing fiction. Yet, the story is based on the real life events following D-day. All of us who have sent someone off to war or experienced it ourselves will feel the sadness when the officer arrives at the door. My day started like all the others in my 36 … [Read more...]
The Yellow Kitchen Canisters
My first Christmas morning, as a newly married bride, was not spent with my husband. Instead, we celebrated thousands of miles away from each other. He was in Danang, South Vietnam and I was in Glendale, Wisconsin. There were no cell phones, email or fax machines. Instead, there were only memories … [Read more...]