My mother jitterbugged into her ninth decade on a dance floor full of friends and family. She wore a fresh corsage pinned onto her shoulder by her lifelong friend and high school prom date, Larry, and brought a spare pair of dancing shoes to a venue full of both memories and plans. My mom likes [...]
It seemed to me that the laughter, crossing 2,000 miles and bubbling up over 52 years, is one of the best indications of Vince Lombardi’s success as both a Super Bowl and civil rights champion. After seeing a photo of herself and Ruth Pitts as part of the “Delay of Game” exhibit at the Neville [...]
It's amazing the things you learn paddling around a public swimming pool. There I was bobbing along Sunday afternoon, when my Mom leaned across a lane marker and casually mentioned that she and her sister had been among the first children to receive Albert Sabin's live oral polio vaccine. Our conversation developed from her initial [...]
Yesterday, my husband Vince and I limped our bikes down to the local bike shop for their annual tuneup. I love my bike and it's been loved. Each rip on the handle bar grips tells a story. The gears shift in a temperamental manner that keeps the cadence of my pedal interesting. The seat grows [...]
More than 30 years after she first started writing it (and singing it all over the house), my mom finally finished a song about my middle little sister. With an assist from an extremely kind teacher at Heid Music, and a lyric or two from my youngest sister Jenny and her daughter Erin (who now [...]
