Remembering Greg

In a few days our oldest child would have been 58 years old. He died last year in May, still 56.  His brother, sister, stepfather and I remember him every day, and wish for his sunny smile and big heart to still be available to us and to the rest of his family.

Greg was

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Is housing a human right?

Leading up to the 2012 Olympics in London, there was a scramble to secure housing for the athletes. The location for the games was Stratford, not Shakespeare’s home town on the River Avon, but a major transportation hub about six miles northeast of Trafalgar Square. Until 1839 this area was pastoral, not much different from

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Have the crones made poor decisions?

Leaning toward Marxism in the 1960s did not comfortably fit with being a housewife, but some of us gradually moved from the conservative politics of our parents to what stood for social democracy in America, and from marriage to perceived independence. Our daughters turned out differently, and our granddaughters even more so.

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Mom’s Letter to Me At My Daughter’s Age (52)

My mother’s handwriting has always been difficult to read. She never apologized for it. When she sent me to the store with her list, those college summers I was home, long before cell phones, I learned to have her read them to me before I left. I suspect whenever she took a pen or pencil

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Review – DON’T CALL ME MOTHER

I wrote this review for www.BookPleasures.com and decided it is an important enough book to share with visitors to my own blog.

DON’T CALL ME MOTHER (New Edition) Linda Joy Myers

She Writes Press, 2013

ISBN: 978-1-938314-02-5

 A friend once told me, “Your mother is your first best friend.” This is irrevocably true, even if she

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