Dear Anne, In 1983 I read Robert Penn Warren’s All the King’s Men in Mr. Taylor’s AP English class, a novel that still remains one of my favorites (probably because the narrator, Jack Burden, is a frustrated historian). There is a chapter in which Jack drives from Louisiana to California, reflecting on all the “selves”… Continue reading A Reunion of Friends–and of Selves
Dear Anne, A few weeks ago, we lost another member of the Greatest Generation when hubby’s father, the son of Greek immigrants and veteran of the War in the Pacific, passed away. While our loss is personal, I feel that every time another of that cohort dies, our country is a little poorer for it.… Continue reading The Greatest Generation and the Greatest Love
Dear Susan, How do I know I had a good Lent this year? Jesus has His head back. Last year, no matter how much Gorilla Glue, I applied, I could not get Jesus back together. This year, it just took one swipe of an old Elmer’s glue stick and some faith, and, once again, He… Continue reading Viva, Cristo Rey!
Dear Anne, My doctor looked over at me and said those three little words I’d been aching to hear from him. “You can drive.” After three and a half weeks of (almost) house arrest, I was free. I learned a few things during all that time on my couch. For example, did you know that with… Continue reading Alone Again, Naturally
Dear Susan, Despite knowing something has been off for the last 30 years or so, I was surprised to hear the diagnosis. The day after we returned from the Holy Land last year, a doctor told me I had type 2 bipolar disorder. For the uninitiated, this is the type of bipolar disorder where you… Continue reading My Funny Valentine
Dear Anne, Greetings from the center of the world! I know Times Square tries to claim that title, but I think it’s Jerusalem. Here I am, about to head off on another pilgrimage, savoring the sights and sounds and feel of this exotic, even mysterious, city. There is an energy to Jerusalem, especially in the Old City,… Continue reading From Jerusalem, The Center of the World
Saying goodbye to a mother with help from Our Mother