It was January when Steve at Japanese Auto Clinic delivered the news: my 1991 Toyota Camry was rusting out from underneath. As a physician talking with a terminal patient, Steve said I had a year, but he wouldn’t push it to two. I started looking in May with a list of specifications: I wanted another… Continue reading God Brought Me a Car
Category: Life in the 50s
Assumptions and the Assumption
August 15, 7:30 a.m. or so, nearly fifty years ago. My sister and I were awakened by our father, who was bursting with news. Mom, who suffered through a long, hot summer (with an average daily high in July of 89 degrees) of pregnancy, had just given birth to not one but two
And When I Die…
I went to a funeral last week, and will be attending another one this week. They will be starkly different in the number of attendees and many other ways, some important, some not. The contrast has me thinking about what I’d like–and what I’d not like–at my funeral. Now, any of you who survive me… Continue reading And When I Die…
Ten Years On
This is what I looked like ten years ago this week. I was thinner than almost any other time in my adult life. My hair looked great. My then-husband and I and our three dogs were living in a nice four-bedroom house and had two cars. And I’d been waiting for seven months