Sky Writing
May 09, 2025

In the present tense, re-discovering the parts of my 60 years of journal writing that particularly focus on the time I spent as part of the Broadway RAGS Company has been wonderfully reassuring to me: my years of scribbling in…

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To trust to memory only
May 09, 2025

To trust to memory only, not to sahre, the many, some of he things I did as a young woman, in the freewheeling 1970s, that's what part of what it had to be, the whole world open to be taken…

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May 09, 2025

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Memory
May 09, 2025

She remembered the gardens of New City, the walks with her mother and watching her sit on the council by the waterfall in southern coner of the city that looked onto the leaden sea. The fog that rose from the…

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May 08, 2025

Gorm sipped his "You are young and full of emotion. You must think with your brain, not your heart. Everything has a cost? Are you willing to pay?" "They didn't choose to be blue.

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Forever
May 08, 2025

I was just thinking what courage it takes to get married, to make a verbal and written contract with someone that is going to last for the rest of at least one of your lives. The specifics – love, honor,…

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Eddie
May 08, 2025

He was a tough little mother. He was a World War II combat veteran, a dog soldier. He was an infantryman who walked across France and Germany. He was a funny little guy with oversized feet. He wore old WW…

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May 08, 2025

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David
May 08, 2025

His arms…..marble love….sculpted miracles….majestic. In the center of Florence, in a country rife with so many miracles, the Quattrocento paintings portrayed heads of saints and sinners that glowed! I’ve learned long ago not to question what comes to mind when…

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Henry
May 08, 2025

Henry was a big guy. Probably 6'5" and weighed about 225. He dropped out of high school ND STARTED WORKING IN THE wIRE mILL WHEN HE WAS 17. He held a can of Chef Boyardee Spaghetti in his big mitt.…

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Somewhere She Had Never Been
May 07, 2025

She had wanted to see the great domed city of Pittsburg. She had dreamed of it all those years hiding the underground sanctuary her father built, but she never dreamed her first sight would be from a hospital bed, tubes…

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Wanderlust
May 07, 2025

Get my carriage hitched When I was going to college in San Fancisco, a friend of ours,, Keith, had a quaint expression when he had an itch to go somewhere or just to leave wherever he was. He’d say: “I…

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