It was a beautiful fall day when I caught my first glimpse of Guy. The day stirred with magic. We met through the personal ads in the local newspaper, and I felt it just added to the charm, for it was really love at first sight.
Young teenage boys are often struggling with balancing the drive of two or more forces from deep within our souls. Continue reading “The T Swing Adventure”
What mischievous pranks did your grandfather take part in at school when he was just a lad? Or save some of those memories for your children and share about your own spirited shenanigans! Continue reading “Childhood Mischief”
My heart raced, and my body felt like it was in constant motion even when I was sitting; I was seriously starting to wonder if you could OD from caffeine!
“I don’t know what you did to make God angry, but you need to fix it because girl you are livin’ in hell.”
“Gary, I have a favor to ask you.”
Now, I would have done almost anything for Claude. He was that kind of friend. He had invested lots of time into training me and I trusted him. He would not to ask me to do anything illegal, immoral or (so I thought at the time) dangerous.
Did your grandparents have a favorite tale about school? Did your parents find themselves in the principal’s office? Or do you have a favorite tale from your own school memories? Share your stories here!
Doors, almost any door marked Private, Employees Only or blatantly No Trespassing were an early weakness of mine. This doesn’t mean that I went out of my way to violate each and every one, but where I had to accomplish something or was extremely curious, I was subject to this character flaw.
There’s just something endearing about venturing into the private world of intriguing places, especially when it is off limits… Continue reading “Adventures in Trespassing”
I awoke very early and listened carefully. Was anyone awake? It was early Saturday morning, early fall and suddenly I could hear the furnace firing up, a sharp, small but clear explosion followed by the spinning up of the blower before settling down to only a quiet background hum, but no evidence of consciousness. The adventure awaited me, calling gently for my prompt attention. Keenly listening for anyone else, I pushed back my covers and crept into the night.
The month of October offers so many opportunities to write about “a few of our favorite things!” With the smell of wood burning and the sound of crackling fires, it reminds me of home and stories that I would share with my daughter. There’s just something magical about this time of year! Continue reading “October Themes”