Category Archives: Teenagers – one eye roll from certain death

A Raspberry on a Leaf

The New England Holocaust Memorial–six glass towers set atop glowing beds of embers, each one is labeled with the name of a death camp. The glass is clear. It is etched with the numbers tattooed on the arms of the … Continue reading

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Dinner – November 19

Dinner table tonight- The Ginger- Mom, there is no way to drink from a straw quietly. Me- Really, let me see (hand outstretched for his soda–soda is a rare commodity, he has to wait until Sunday for another one) The … Continue reading

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Sleepy Hollow For Fun

I have a strange penchant for strange. I’m not embarrassed by it, either. This world is moving so quickly, I want to grab it by the hair and gobble it up. I’ve already digested the homogenized memory makers–the mandatory Disney, … Continue reading

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70 year anniversary of D-Day.

The attached photos are from our trip to the memorials in Normandy. The first shows, by the presence of the simple letter, “A” the sheer numbers of the brave. When you are there, standing on the cliffs, it changes your … Continue reading

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Thursday Morning Drive to School

Adam- what is the purpose of crystals that people wear on necklaces, Mom? Is it some kind of religious symbol? Me- Well, it seems as logical a spiritual talisman than any other symbol, I guess. Adam- It’s annoying, though, Mom. … Continue reading

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Brownies for Breakfast

I woke up early this morning to clean my kitchen only to find that my children had stayed up after I went to bed to clean it for me–and they set up the coffee pot to brew. So I baked … Continue reading

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