Short stories and photos shared with humor and love
My husband Vince is a man of simple pleasures, difficult to buy for and easy to please. He loves his family, camp fires, river floats, booyah and smoked meat. Inexplicably, given his limited exposure to the genre in his childhood, he also loves to polka. Every year since he first discovered it, Vince and I, [...]
Dear Wisconsin friends, You are a stubborn, hearty, hardy lot. I know this, because I sat with more than 72,000 of you when the Giants played the Packers at Lambeau Field in 2008. We don't like to talk about that one because we lost and it turned out to be Brett Favre's last game in [...]
I missed lilac season this year, a realization that stopped me dead in my tracks as I rounded the northeast corner of my garage, fresh rhubarb from my neighbor Linda's garden in hand. I stopped to smell my lilacs, as I do every year, and I realized they just weren't there. "Wait," I said to [...]
The Joseph I know earned his dream coat with astounding resiliency and an easy charm. We picked that cap and gown up the second it was available and he popped them on his head and around his shoulders immediately, then strutted around our neighborhood. "I can't believe I graduated," he said repeatedly throughout the following [...]
On the Friday before prom several years ago, I remember welling up a little as I wrapped up the high school journalism class I taught. "Have fun this weekend," I told them. "But, make good decisions. As the roll call sergeant on Hills Street Blues used to say, 'Let's be careful out there.'" I worried [...]