Day Seven: Children

I’m breaking the rules again and posting a vintage photo.  I mean, look at it, how could I not?

August, 1940: Part Two

Here is Part One: August, 1940: The Trip Here is something not to be missed while Babu is on vacation with Jakey in Amsterdam, NY and staying with Ann and Paul: Sunday, August 11th, 1940 We slept late and attended 12 o’clock mass at the Shrine of Auriesville.  After dinner we went swimming again but…

Our Fourth Comes Early

It’s that time of year again: summer and Independence Day! The Chicopee fireworks are always one of the first scheduled in our area.  June usually has not even ended yet before we get ready for the light show.  And we are the luckiest ducks. Yes, that is my beautiful sister and my beyond cute niece…

A Day in the Life, 2018, and a Month in 1940: Part One

There is some dream, some dream about…my garden.  I keep walking, taking turns peering around corners, snooze and there’s more.  More yard, more rose bushes.  It’s both a marvelous snooze dream, like The Secret Garden! and an anxiety dream.  There’s more.  More work to do.  I could have put the snooze cucumber plants here and…

April A-Z: December, 1939: Everyone Stopped by!

Wednesday, December 6th, 1939 Tonight at 6:15 Jakey rang the doorbell.  He leaned against some paint and I had to clean his pants.  Then Edmund came, asking if Jakey lived here.  Next came Filo.  Billy turned up last of all.  We discussed things and when Dad came home from work, they left to bowl. I…

Memory, Records, and Truth

I just read a wonderful post that explains why I fall so easily into the cliche of being more reflective this time of year. In this post The Beauty Along the Road writes: Liminal Space Posted on December 23, 2017 by Beauty Along the Road One of my favorite things to do in the liminal…

Happy Holidays! (I’m Trying.)

Wow.  I have been away from this blog for so very long.  It’s true.  It’s also true that I think about this blog every day.  But, eh, life.  I have to admit, I was nervous to start typing and posting again.  But, as it usually happens, once I began, it all melted away. Babu, myself,…

April, May, and June, 1939: Babu Roars!

April, May, and June seem to be a wild time for Babu.  By June, Babu is doing more than burning the candles at both ends.  She’s thrown the candle right in the fire and she’s still going.  At first it was concerning and seemed to be heading for a break down, it still might before…

Yes, Harper, It Is Real.

There is a moment I want to write about for one reason and one reason only.  I want to preserve it. My sister, Nicole, now comes over with her babies once a week to visit Babu.  Jade is now almost 6 and Harper is now almost 3.  (GAWD LORT IN HEAVEN!  How did that happen?)…