We didn’t have a map, and we didn’t think we’d need one to find our hotel in Porto, Portugal’s second largest city. How difficult could it be? My sister and I knew the place was within a mile of City Hall, and surely that would stand out.
Category: Friendship
Holy Spirit Moments
It was about this time five years ago that I came up with the nerve to e-mail Anna LaNave. I’d been going to Mass at St. Charles Borromeo Parish in Arlington, seven blocks from my apartment, for about a month, and had seen a bulletin announcement about Landings, a program for those considering a return… Continue reading Holy Spirit Moments
The Supreme Word Goddess of the Universe
The first time I met Meredith Gould, she was rearranging the table and chairs for an editing panel in which she and I and another person were participating. You see, the table and chairs weren’t exactly aligned. I had to laugh; if she hadn’t done it, I would have. In the next hour, I learned… Continue reading The Supreme Word Goddess of the Universe
Betsy-Tacy: Where Nothing Really Bad Can Happen
I knew I liked Lani Jordan the first time I met her, at the Pioneer Inn in Oshkosh, b’Gosh. But the friendship was cemented for keeps when I visited her house in Green Bay a few months later and saw Betsy’s Wedding by Maud Hart Lovelace displayed prominently.