Babu’s relationship with Ernie is truly wonderful. As I’ve written about before, every time Babu and I talk about Ernie, Babu expounds on how beautiful Ernie was. Tuesday, March 15th, 1938 Instead of having a meeting we bowled at the Polish school. First string I bowled 32 and then 51. Mom had to rip out…
Month: April 2017
Writing Wednesday Do I dare?
I have dared to quit my job. I have dared to start a career as a writer. I have dared to write a novel. I have dared to post on my blog every day for a year. I have dared to, out loud, call myself a writer. Nothing is as scary thus far as beginning…
Cruisers, Cartography, and Caring for Him
Today I am realizing that maybe – hopefully! – there are a lot of new people visiting my blog. Thank you. A quick explanation to what you will be reading: (You can also check it out by clicking “What This Is.”) My husband and I live with his grandmother who just turned 99 and we…
Bonfire, Birthday, Bowling
It’s time to introduce March, 1938. My grandmother writes: Drum Corps Social and a goody time but no ice cream after. What does come after is kissing John and forgetting about Ben. Living in a dream and standing room only in church where the Father uses a mic for the first time. Small change saved…
Sunday Share April A-Z
I have already shared this link to the official April A-Z page. However, I am going to share it again. You may not realize that there are a lot of resources on that page. There is a post about leaving a signature tag on your comments. It’s something i have NOT yet mastered! Comment Signatures…
Apricots, (teenage) Angst, and Age
“Oh Ahhpricot!” “Oh A pricot!” Babu told me a story of a boy who worked at the corner store and how he would run over to the store to work everyday when school children were on their lunch break. He would pick on her for how she said A pricot. Or Ahpricot. I’m not sure…
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