Great Aunt Lil never married. That is not to say that she didn’t have her beaus and crushes throughout her life. She never met that one person that epitomized the high ideals that she set for herself. Of all of the stories Aunt Lil shared, the ones about Jack were my favorites. Continue reading More Lil…
I enjoy snow. I feel for all those people that live in the southern climes that don’t get the opportunity to see and play with snow. But then I assume that all those people feel for me not having the opportunity to enjoy warm weather all of the time and what that brings. When I was young we had our own built in snow slope right outside my apartment building. If you got a good dumping of snow there was a walkway between the hill next to our house and the little park that was there also that was perfect for sledding. Here’s a picture of my dad and me sledding down at the end of that runway. If you were really good and got up enough speed, you could make it all the way out to the street and hope no cars were coming. In this picture, we did make it to the street.
I began teaching in the early 1970’s. My biggest problem was credibility and my youthful appearance. I was a newbie. At one of my first Open Houses, I overheard a parent of one of my students comment that she couldn’t figure out who was the teacher. I was standing right in front of her. She thought I looked too much like a student. The parent was hesitant to have her daughter in my class; she wanted a teacher with more experience.
I resolved at that point to do something. Experience I would get by teaching more but my appearance I could change. I chose to grow a beard. Continue reading Great Aunt Lil’s decree…
I’m not sure where I’m going with this yet. It came to mind as I was trying to sleep last night:
Of all the members of the family, she is the most looked up to. Her 90 plus years not withstanding, she commands deference with just the tone and confidence in her voice. Great Aunt Lil was a distinctive woman from an early age. Her quest for knowledge out shined all the rest of her family, which would explain why she is the one we all go to when we need advice. There was not a problem, issue or need that we had that she did not have some quote to guide us on our way.
Continue reading Great Aunt Lil…
A walk in the woods
The dreariness of the day limits the amount of hikers
The quiet of the forest
Streams formed by the rain of yesterday
Some trickling down the path we walk on
Others in torrents, slowly eroding the sands beneath our feet
Boulders covered with moss and lichen
Slimy to the touch, slippery to traverse
Do we take the longer hike around the ridge to the top
Or the shorter, straight up on the wet boulders
The longer has the view, the shorter has the adventure
All roads lead to Rome, so we take the long way up, the short way down.
Fog descends from above to cover the vista view
It plays peek-a-boo with us, teasing us with glimpses of the lake
Our choice was good, we get to see sites that the other hikers miss in the fog
The way back is steep
Jackets get tied around our waists
Sweat drenches our shirts as we complete our journey
A passerby takes a picture of the three of us.
It is the only one of us three together on our week-long trip.
Back to the solitude of our cottage
Lunch, a rest and then back on the road again.
I’m working on a story that I wrote year’s ago and want to make into a telling version. I would appreciate it if you could look at it and help me revise it. I’d be grateful for any revisions and/or edits that make it a better story (both in telling and written form). Thanks.
I’ve always been impressed how singer/storytellers like Bill Harley, Michael Parent, and others create the songs that they write and perform. In the past year, I’ve written two songs, both of which I would like to use in my storytelling events. What has fascinated me is how these songs came to me.
Continue reading Writing Songs…
Joseph is the consummate analyst. He has spent years studying to be a psychologist with the hopes of getting a job to help fix all of the wrongs in peoples’ lives. For Joseph there is no down time. Any interaction he has with another is an opportunity to practice his craft. No one can speak with him without giving away hidden, deep unfulfilled thoughts that need to be repaired. A simple, “Hello Joseph, how are you doing?” leads to the inevitable, “What does he really want from me? It must be his deep insecurity and need for affection, which derived from a childhood trauma.”
Joanna is a worrier. Think of anything that could go wrong and she’s already thought of it and is afraid it will happen.
Continue reading Characters – Joanna…
Julie is a highly intelligent woman. She is well read and has opinions on many topics of discussion. She is meticulous in her thinking, which at times makes it difficult for her to accept other people’s points of view. Continue reading Characters – Julie…