Laughing into memory: Sharing a Buffalo blizzard with my teenager & mother

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Since it’s the season of blizzards, I thought it timely to repost this. My thoughts go out for the safety and fun of those hunkered down braving the Blizzard of 2015. As I hold down a house with two sick … Continue reading

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What Handheld Devices Have Done to Family TV Viewing

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TV when I was a kid was a different animal than today. Sure, it had its detractors and proponents, but what it didn’t have was 24-7 programming—anything you can imagine watching and then some—at your fingertips in your pocket. We’ve … Continue reading

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What Ever Happened to Just Dropping By?

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Why has just dropping by to visit someone fallen by the wayside?  Is it a generational thing?   Something that my over-studious, YUPified,*  helicopter-parenting,* research-before-purchasing* generation nixed? (*guilty as charged) That said, being on the receiving end of a mid day … Continue reading

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Writing from Found Objects

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Sometimes I come home to find something foreign in my home. Usually that means my father is in town.  The grandfather clock he dragged from my neighbor’s garage sale on a dolly is–less a found object than–a “how’d-you-get-that-around-the-neighborhood-and-into my-house object?” … Continue reading

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Waking Up to St. Nikolaus Day…Shhhh…

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I have a holiday secret. A how-could-you-forget kind of bad mommy secret. This might be the first year my German friends didn’t accidentally alert me that I missed St. Nikolaus Day. “Oh, you wouldn’t believe I found the freshest marzipan or … Continue reading

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Thanksgiving, Writing, the Kitchen Sink and Other Rituals

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Grandmother’s Kitchen Sometimes I’m paralyzed by the idea that I can recall so few specifics about my grandmother. She was a cook undaunted by crowds lining up outside our church—serving three hundred or more in a night with her massive … Continue reading

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Old Bottles, Time Capsules, and Going Home

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 Walking into the backyard this weekend, I was intrigued to see my thirteen-year-old kneeling under the grapefruit tree, digging. “What are you doing?” I asked. “I’m planting a time capsule,” she said. I smiled at the word “planting.”  It seemed … Continue reading

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St. Martin’s – Lighting the Season and Adopting Holidays

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“…[a]lluding to the snows of that season, the Germans say that “St Martin comes riding on a white horse.”[1] Mid-November marks one of my favorite adopted holidays. Why adopted? My husband is German. And while we Americans share many holidays … Continue reading

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Airplane Conversations and the Geography of Heart

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What is it about air travel that strips you of something of yourself?  That allows you to open up with a passing stranger that otherwise wouldn’t happen?  What is it? On a recent flight, I sat next to another woman … Continue reading

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Meteor Mornings and Motorcycle Rides

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My eyes locked on the hot white streak in the sky in front of me.  Saturday morning. Up before the birds, I was walking to the south.  I couldn’t believe it: the streak grew into a fireball rimmed with brilliant … Continue reading

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