Today is my mother’s birthday. She’s a hard woman to buy gifts for. Every year, in the weeks and months leading up to her birthday, I start pondering the possibilities. But I always wind up feeling like Mama has been short-changed. The problem is, what possible gift do you give to someone who is herself… Continue reading Celebrating Mama Peggy
Long before the planes hit the twin towers in NYC, September 11th had a special significance for me. It was the date my father died in Baltimore, Maryland in 1984. I didn’t know him very well. He was a ghostly figure that wandered through my life once or twice a year on his way to… Continue reading My Father And 9/11
Talked to my cousin, Joey, for a couple of hours this morning. I’d written her about some things that had bothered me through the years about some information where my older brother, Jay, is concerned. I’ve never met Jay. According to Joey, through the years my Aunt Margie (who was Joey’s grandmother) had tried to… Continue reading Jay Lovelace Beck
The “regret” part of the title of this post refers to my regret over writing my cousin, Joey, about some of the issues I’ve dealt with through the years. I felt like I needed to say something, but I regret doing so. It’s all foremost on my mind this morning, though, and I need to… Continue reading Another Regret
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