I tend to be a bit cynical of love. Oh I believe in it. I guess I take it for granted considering that I truly found my one, my “Peaches,” long ago and thankfully he loves me back and we both decided we were keeping each other. Forever. So, now I have time to focus…
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Not Until Marriage
There’s been some talk in these pages that I’ve left out. It’s talk like this: Thursday, September 7th, 1939 Jakey was certainly in a love-ly mood. Couldn’t get enough. Only for a while he put the lights out and I asked for them back. Now, I am not here to dish on the juicy details…
Theme for 2018!
Happy start to 2018. This is going to be a year of healing, self care, and creative growth. It’s going to be a year of peace and hard work. This year is going to feel good. Again, I am starting a post with another post that was inspirational to me. This comes from Monte Celia…
New Year’s Eve Vintage Photos: 19…?
It was very rare for Babu to not have marked this pack of her pictures with detailed and precise information. Maybe these were Jake’s pictures and not hers? Whatever the case, I don’t need to be told what day this is as this is clearly a New Year’s celebration. But what year?? I’m thinking that…
Images: August, 1939
Sunday, August 6th, 1939 It dawned a hot, glorious day, and after church, Ernie, Billy, Jakey, and I started for Westerly. Jimmy’s girl was still sleeping so we went without them. We spent all day in the sun, slapping sun lotion all over ourselves. I don’t think this business of showing Jakey I like…
August, 1939: Don’t Judge a Month Before It’s Over
When I began reading August, 1939, I panicked a little. Babu was down on Jakey and I worried that this blooming relationship wouldn’t really be the fairytale I always heard it to be. Maybe, in fact, I never heard it that way, but added my own spin on it. I reflected a lot about the…
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…
All The Best Intentions…
For the last two days I have been working on a post that seems too big for one post and too big for only two or three days worth of processing and reflecting. It is about, well, mostly about, or maybe only a little bit about, “Jakey.” I have been processing something about “Jakey”…
February, 1939
February was a cute month full of Babu’s sass and shut downs. I’ve been in the habit of transcribing across the table from her as she eats breakfast and sometimes it is just too much to read what she has written at 20 years old and look up and see her ever so innocent 99…
Quid Pro Quo
It’s only fair… I ran across an awesome, and awesomely brave, blog the other day: if destroyed still true This writer posts her own diary pages, from when she was young! I didn’t think I’d be brave enough. I thought maybe I should just dig them out and burn them. But then I got to…
“Cooperate with Nature, It is Kind”
Another new book and new year and, as always, I get excited first about the book itself. This year, she uses a variety of colored ink. On the inside page, written in green, is her contact info including the house I am currently in, and her phone number. 818 818, guys. That was her phone…
Zosh’s Legacy
I’m still thinking about Babu’s birthday party and about meeting Zosh’s daughter, Kathy. More importantly, about the interactions Kathy had with the family, especially Babu. When you hear stories, especially ones you hear more than once, there is this mistaken sense of ownership. You feel the person who told you the story and you now…
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