The Mysterious Dottie

The Mysterious Dottie

I was sixteen when I met the man whom my mother could have married.  It was January 31, 1964, in St. Louis, Missouri.  He was in town for a professional engagement, and my parents had invited him over to our house that evening for cocktails before a party.  I was so...
One More Birthday Call

One More Birthday Call

Submitted by: Patricia Bubash, M.Ed., LPC As another year comes round to put another number on my escalating senior years, my concern for my “senior numbers” is nothing in comparison to the concern for my mother’s health. In the past few weeks, complications involving...

Big Shoes to Fill

I think my daughter Kelsey was about three when I noticed she was trying on my high heels, which she found near the front door. Doesn’t every kid do that at one time or another?  My shoes look so big on her feet.  As it turns out, those shoes and that role became her...

My Shadow

Submitted by Marilyn McIntosh From the time I was 2 yrs old until the time I was 18 years old, we had a little Heinz 57 “mutt” named Nipper. He was my babysitter and my best buddy. He started out with a curly tail that he promptly broke in the screen door. He went...
The Domino Effect

The Domino Effect

Submitted by Pam King The domino effect. Never played dominoes as a kid…never really understood the game but I think I have an idea that all the pieces rely on each other by making numbers match and work together as you build out the game. Not sure. There is...
It’s Personal!

It’s Personal!

Submitted by: Tim Dunn I can still remember the first time I got a new baseball glove. My dad took me to a place called Van Leunens and I got to pick out my first mitt. Brand new. Never been used. I had joined a team called “The New Richmond Red Devils.” Though the...
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