Category: Reminiscence

  • I Have One Day to Live

    I will finish the week, the month and go on to 2011, but I pose this to myself, for one day I will have one day to live. Regardless of the sickness, be it cancer or a stroke, there is the day before that. And if I were to be…

  • Autumn Leaves

    Here in Henderson, Nevada the summer heat has arrived with a vengeance, 106 to be exact and it will be like that on and off, I imagine, for weeks. When I open the front door I am met by a blast of air straight from a kiln. Luckily I am…

  • Diastema

    When the dentist labeled the marked gap between my two front teeth as “diastema,” I didn’t quite get it, thinking that he had said diaspora. After the confusion lifted, we both chuckled as I explained to this 38- year-old Mormon dentist what the diaspora was, it too, in its way, a marked gap.…

  • Dan Wakefield, New York in the Fifties

    I’ve read Wakefield’s book twice, for I “grew up” in the Fifties. I purposely did so to refresh my memory of the times. In 1950 I was 10 and by 1960 I was 20, when I first saw La Dolce Vita. I can go many different ways with this blog but…