Category Archives: Childhood

Writing My Life

When I told a friend a while back that I’m in the process of writing a memoir, she asked me what it was going to write about. I struggled with what to tell her. I wasn’t very clear yet myself, … Continue reading

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“Home is not where you have to go but where you want to go; nor is it a place where you are sullenly admitted, but rather where you are welcomed – by the people, the walls, the tiles on the … Continue reading

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Batty’s Pride And Joy

Who’s Batty?  I am.  That’s what my granddaughter, Zoe named me when she was just beginning to talk and it’s stuck.  Doesn’t sound anything like Grandma or Grammy or any other name little kids call their grandmothers.  But that’s fine … Continue reading

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Zed and Mousse

It’s been a lovely week.  The weather has been astounding with redbud and dogwood popping out overnight in the warmth and humidity that has more in common with early June than March. My brother, Zed, is visiting from Vermont.  It’s … Continue reading

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“The truly rich person is the one who has a satisfied mind. The affluence of satisfaction comes from wisdom, not from external things.” Lam Yeshe, When The Chocolate Runs Out  It’s that season again. Rage seems to rule the roads … Continue reading

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A Letter To Santa

Dear Santa, I’m sure you don’t remember me.  The last time I wrote was just before my best friend in second grade, told me that you didn’t exist. I was horrified and when I asked my mom about it, she … Continue reading

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Dreams And Horses

I’ve been thinking about my dreams. Not the kind that come during sleep, the kind that come in my waking hours. Often my daydreams are about happy things; remembering someone I love or something that made me laugh. But they … Continue reading

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Commack: The Neighborhood

I’m nine, ten, eleven, going on twelve years old, living in Commack, a small farming community on Long Island. I live in a house my dad built and one we’ll spend several years living in.  It’s the early 1950s. On … Continue reading

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