The temperature, which hovered in the high 90s Tuesday night, had nothing to do with our three-generational swoon. The racing hearts? The weak knees? The goofy gazes? Blame them all on Sir Paul McCartney, who held all 45,000 of us (including my mother, my sister Kathy, Molly and me) in his gifted, frenetic hands during [...]
Month: July 2013
Summer Strawberry Lovin’ (A post by Molly)
There is no food more tantamount with summer than strawberries. Every year when the rosy berries come into season my mom and I impulsively stop at every farmers stand in our sights and buy the best berries in the little green quarts. One year a persuasive peddler at the farmer’s market convinced my mother to [...]
On a tube in the Oconto and In the Shadow of the Banyans
We are word people, honestly born to our affinity with a true fascination for both their power and pliability. My father in-law championed serious words in his work and silly words in his play. Grandpa Vince once gave Molly the book "The man who loved words" and it felt like the story of his life. [...]
Independent Michael
By the time the dust had settled on my nephew Michael's senior year growth spurt, the kid had grown a solid foot.Literally.He sprouted like Dr. Bruce Banner though, through his own extraordinary transformation, Michael maintained an impeccable sense of style and poise.He stood 5-3 when he entered high school and remained that height through his [...]
Sweet teeth, hot treats and the grateful mother of invention
A couple of throbbing sweet teeth and a house that hasn't seen a proper bowl of ice cream all summer gave rise to a delicious battle Saturday night and the winners and still the champs turned out to be two innocent spectators, Katherine and me.If Plato did say that necessity is the mother of invention, [...]