I Ran Away From Home During the Pandemic

Not sure when I hatched the plan. Was it when my husband came home from his doctor’s appointment at 10:30 one morning and found me in bed reading?  “I see you haven’t made it out of bed yet,” he said. Was it when he lay in bed, conversing with Siri in that slow,...

Americans Puttin’ on the Blitz

“Never in the field of human conflict has so much been owed by so many to so few.” Winston Churchill “Truth is incontrovertible.  Panic may resent it.  Ignorance may deride it.  Malice may distort it.  But there it is.”  Winston Churchill “We will not be...

Social Distancing Just Doesn’t Cut It

  “Touch is a social glue, and without it, we’re in danger of becoming unglued.”  Gregg Levoy* About five weeks ago (I first typed “five years”) my friend Susan and I sat on two park benches on opposite ends, putting us at least ten feet apart.  Before sitting,...

Crawling Out of the Deep Dark Covid Hole

Maybe it was because I had just dyed my hair for the second time while in captivity. Or maybe it was because I had just squeezed the last squoze out of the toothpaste tube I had opened on the first day of the quarantine. Just maybe it was because we had let the house...

June Cleaver Has Left the House

Last night my normally fastidious husband tossed his coat on the bench, the bench that sits a mere three feet away from our coat closet. “Why didn’t you hang up your coat?” I asked. “I’ll just have to get it out of the closet tomorrow morning.” “By that reasoning, why...

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