People ask me if I’ve always been a writer, and I usually answer that while I remember writing a story called “Amy’s Valentine” in fourth grade, not really much after that for decades. But in sorting through school stuff recently, I found a story that predates Amy by a year, “The Fourth of July.” “Very… Continue reading George, Betty, and Me
Tag: memoir
We’re All Right, Mom
Her name was Gloria Mary Monica Smith Rigney, and she died thirty years ago today. She grew up in small towns all across Wisconsin; spent probably the two happiest years of her life in Washington, D.C., near the end of World War II (the era in which this photo was taken); and ended up in… Continue reading We’re All Right, Mom
The Word for 2020: Trust
Last summer, I was feeling pretty stressed about a lengthy trip, and decided to de-stress by checking my Instagram feed. My longtime friend Meredith Gould had posted some of her mosaics, and this one spoke to me. It seemed it had already been sold, but when I contacted Meredith, it was still available. When it… Continue reading The Word for 2020: Trust
Restoration
Note: On Tuesdays and some Sundays, you can find me at Your Daily Tripod, owned by my friend TonyD. A longer version of the post below appears there. This portrait is of my great-grandmother Abigail Leane Rigney, taken by one of my great-aunts around 1910. (And yes, that’s me taking the picture in the background, sorry.)… Continue reading Restoration