Leave your orange flight suit, the one you wore testing how low and fast you could fly above the trees. Leave your leather bomber jacket with ...
Category Childhood
Photograph (1974)
I am thirteen, wearing my brother’s long denim shirt with the pearly snaps over my gymnastics leotard, and my red elephant bell-bottom pants with ...
I’ll Take You There
Up in here, lyin’ to the races (I’ll take you there) —The Staple Singers My brother asked me to write about Mary Lou’s ...
It could be magical
A hoarfrost covered our yard this morning and I’ve been resisting the temptation all day to feel morose. Winter has become harder. I ...
Survival Skills
She winds a manual can opener around one end of an empty Hi-C tin, the 46-ounce container that probably held grape or orange pineapple juice. She ...
Oh, Olan Mills
At Blendon Woods, a metro park outside Columbus, the Olan Mills photographer directs us to run up a small embankment toward him. We stop at ...
Mostly True Stories: My Irrational Hatred of a Glass Table
Not long after my parents divorced and my mother took all of her antiques, my father came home with a set of furniture. He had a talent for ...
On Belonging
This memory belongs to me and I belong to it. It is as blurry as a watercolor. I remember a house and the property upon which it sat and the ...
When the Snow Melts
The last thing my sister wrote to me before she died was that we would see each other again, “when the snow melted and the mountain pass” between ...
Oh, Ludington
I ran across this picture today and felt my heart swell a little. It was taken at the beach in Ludington, MI, and Epworth Heights, a Methodist ...
He was a hairy bear. He was a scary bear.
I’m celebrating Independence Day with fluffy, whirly, sparkly adjectives. Happy 4th of July to my lovely writing friends! *Thanks, ...
#1 in the Year of Letting Go: The Help
This is Day One of my Year of Letting Go. It actually began last November when I decided to step down as chair of the Knox Co. Democratic ...