Sunday Share: Immigrant

Hello.  I’d like to begin this post by asking you a favor.  Please look through the posts on this blog and find one that you really like.  (If you don’t find one you like, then all deals can be off.  I’m ok with that.)  Then, please share that post and write something about my blog. …

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Ernie, Eddie, Expectations

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…

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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…

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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…

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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…

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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…

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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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Oh, I’m Doing It!

I am taking today’s post to introduce a challenge I will be beginning tomorrow.  Yup.  You guessed it.  The April A-Z Challenge.  I found out about this challenge last year on, oh, about April 30th.  I was bummed!  I would have participated!  I would have challenged myself!  I would have been a part of a…

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The Most Frightening Thing I Ever Read

The most frightening thing I ever read is the scene in Black House, Written by Stephen King and Peter Straub.  Some bad ass bikers jump on their hogs and head out to the haunted house, yes, the Black House mentioned in the title.  But this house has a defense.  They are mostly through the woods…

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Writing Wednesday: The Disconnect

The most cruel thing to happen to a writer?  The most discouraging phenomena?  It happens all the time.  It’s that leap from head to paper.  I cannot tell you how many times I have wandered around my house, or was driving, or in the shower, and a story flows through my head like ambrosia.  It’s…

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February, 1938

The usual:  The boys bring her to work and wait for her after and the office looks and calls down to them.  It’s a lot of fun. She has two numbers at the city hall social, her Dad turns 46, she has every number at the PNA dance,  it’s Zosh birthday and they bake her…

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