A glimmer of sunlight, just for today

No one I know who is old enough needs to be reminded of this day. Of the horrifying shock, the sheer depth of the tragedy, the fear that set in as the chilling images were repeated over and over again, as that city—New York, New York—disappeared into a storm of fire and ash. My family […]

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My quarantine crushes

I don’t have much to say about “the situation” that others haven’t already said, and said well.* We’ve all developed different coping mechanisms for life in captivity. When all of this began, I couldn’t concentrate on books or TV. Like so many of us, I focused on the one thing over which I could exert […]

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Thank you, Jonny Harris…

Just when you need it, along comes Jonny Harris, trekking through another struggling small Canadian town, introducing you to the people who continue to live there despite the rough patches, and offering all of us, along the way, a huge dose of courage and hope. Hubby and I are great fans of the CBC series […]

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It’s the little things

I don’t pretend to have any brilliant insights to offer in our “situation,” except to say that we are all frightened, we are all angry, we all feel isolated. I would hope not only for faith and hope, but that we are all able to acknowledge our gratitude for the big things—shelter, food, family, and […]

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Bye, bye Bootie!

Okay, that’s a joke that only Broadway musical fans of a certain age may get. Or the film that followed. Still, I couldn’t resist. After three weeks, I’ve been liberated from the boot whose daunting purpose was to heal my heel. Homonym lesson, anyone? You learn a lot when you can’t drive, safely climb stairs, […]

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Counting down the days…

December 28… It’s uncharacteristically balmy here in Central Pennsylvania, and the first thing I did this morning was clodhop outside for a breath of just-chilly-enough fresh air. The after-Christmas calm will soon give way to the steady din of football commentary and wild cheering for our last Penn State game of the year, the Cotton […]

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What you keep becomes your story

It is no small irony that a few weeks ago, days after writing the post Careful What You Throw Away, I was notified of a sudden death in the peripheral family and summoned into service as the estate’s executor. I’d agreed to this assignment about six years ago, when a cousin dear to me had […]

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