A Writer’s Confession Although I truly love where I live (city and neighborhood), I have this recurring dream of moving into a cabin in the woods. The cabin, as I envision it, is close to a wide stream that runs year-round. But here’s the part where the confession come in: I want my cabin in […]
Catching Books I grew up in the days of the Carneige libraries. If you don’t know who or what those were: A Carnegie library is a library built with money donated by Scottish-American businessman and philanthropist Andrew Carnegie. A total of 2,509 Carnegie libraries were built between 1883 and 1929, including some belonging to public […]
Was That It, or Was It Pizza Night? Was I the only one who grew up with red-checked tableclothes? Not for every day, mind you, but for picnics and “Italian” nights. Since I don’t really like spaghetti, I’m thinking it must have been mom making her version of pizza. Which was: get a can of […]