What do you get when you combine music and love in the land of a thousand beautiful sunsets? If you're lucky, somewhat persuasive and not running too late, you get Joined at the Hip and a nice glass of chardonnay. That's what happened to me, anyway, as I took a victory lap around St. Armand's [...]
We celebrated my mom's birthday yesterday at the happiest place on earth. Our combined age of 136 made us a somewhat unlikely pair as we trotted from ride to ride, but my mom loves Disney more than anyone I know, so we had a pretty perfect day. Times passes quickly at Disney World and it [...]
More than almost anything else, my mother loathes butter. Her standard breakfast order -- dry toast, crisp bacon, eggs scrambled hard -- is a mandate not a request. Should butter appear on her plate, she will lose her appetite for the entire meal and the offending restaurant will face her non-negotiable butter boycott. So, when [...]
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 [...]
