Yesterday's Stories

A Ghost Story- a retelling

I had a few requests to repost this story. Enjoy. Like. Share. It was a cozy two-bedroom cottage on a dead-end street. It was my husband’s, Matt, grandparents’ house. In 1980, his grandmother, Oma, died quietly in her bed.  Six months later, Opa passed away in the guest room of an old acquaintance in Florida. … Continue reading A Ghost Story- a retelling

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Memories of Water Skiing

Back in the day, my dad and Uncle Phil co-owned the Cho-Go, a wooden Owens motorboat. Our summers were filled with day trips to and from the beaches of the Great South Bay.  Each year our families grew. My mom described passing small children from the boat to the beach shore akin to the circus… Continue reading Memories of Water Skiing

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The Boat Part 2

Recap The Boat Part 1 from here. When Matt handed over that dollar to buy the Sumner Craft, a year-long series of events unfolded. My mother agreed to let The Boat remain in the front yard during its renovation. Matt immediately assessed needs and obstacles. The Boat was a heap of Humpty Dumpty parts and… Continue reading The Boat Part 2

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The Boat Part 1

Dad found the 1962 Sumner Craft languishing in a boatyard. It had all of the requisites for a good family boat. There was enough room for a collection of fishing poles and beach paraphernalia and easily fit EVERYONE who wanted to go on a boat outing as well as those who were not so keen… Continue reading The Boat Part 1

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The Genesis of Boat Passions

Boats have always been in my life. I paddled a small boat in canals before I was allowed to bicycle beyond my home street. Yes, it is true that boats tend to be a big metaphoric hole to throw in money. Boat ownership involves a great deal of patience, too much time, planning, luck, and… Continue reading The Genesis of Boat Passions

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Fourth of July Memory

  The Fourth of July brings the pride of America to the forefront. No matter what the flavor or tone of the political scene, July 4th is every American's birthday party. Lucky for us the forefathers declared independence in the summer when days are ripe for picnics, parades, and spangly celebrations. In my world, the… Continue reading Fourth of July Memory

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Lunch

Think Back Thursday Lunch I attended my neighborhood elementary school during the 60s. School lunches were not memorable. During those early years, I walked home for lunch with my little sisters in tow. We crossed Merrick Highway with the help of the crossing guard. My mom or babysitter, Josie, (if Mom was substitute teaching that… Continue reading Lunch

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Childhood Terrors

Think Back Thursday Childhood Terrors Kids get sick. Young immune systems cannot ward off everything that comes its way. Although kids take it in stride, it is the adults who are terrorized by the possible aftermath when facing  life threatening illness. We live in a time when viruses and infections can be tackled with great… Continue reading Childhood Terrors

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T&R’s Hoagies Remembered

When my husband, Matt, and I were first married, we moved from our home on Long Island and lived in West Chester Pennsylvania. It was a nice village to start a life together. We had jobs to begin our budding careers. West Chester State College offered me a graduate program to complete my certification. We… Continue reading T&R’s Hoagies Remembered

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The Quiet Feminists

My mother was a feminist although she would never embrace that titled. Mom defined herself as mother, wife, and homemaker before teacher and scientist. Mom studied the sciences. She held a passion for exploring biological mysteries and a talent for research and teaching. Women were not welcomed in the sciences during that post-war era. Although… Continue reading The Quiet Feminists