I don’t watch much TV these days (other than American Idol and Ice Road Truckers in season), but once upon a time I was a TV devotee. Of all the shows I ever watched, I don’t think one spoke to me or reflected my life more
Category: Life in the 50s
Long, Long Time Ago
My sister Maureen and I saw Don McLean last weekend at the Birchmere in Alexandria, Virginia. You know, Don McLean, the “American Pie”/”Castles in the
On Your Journey to the Kingdom
I’m not much for singing in church. My usual Mass is at 7:30 a.m., stripped down, no cantor. When I do happen upon a Mass with meaningful music, I end up in tears,
Beginnings
A college friend recently surveyed folks on Facebook about whether they preferred the first spring day or a fine crisp fall day. No question for me; spring’s my season, full of