Short stories and photos shared with humor and love
On the day before her 87th birthday, my mom took a tennis lesson. She likes to keep her game sharp. It bothers her that she can’t hit the ball as hard as she did back when she used to run my dad around the court with her strategic baseline, baseline, drop shot, lob, drop shot [...]
Seventy-five years ago, my mother asked her parents for a tennis racquet to celebrate her 11th birthday. She talked her friend Bill Klare, whose birthday fell the day after hers, into asking for one too. For some reason unknown to either, their parents agreed. “Nobody knew anything about tennis,” my mom said. “I have no [...]
Last night, my mom took advantage of her hands free mobile device to give me a quick call. "I'm on my way to your house," she yelled with careful enunciation. "And I'm bringing a partner for Jeopardy." "Hello?" I said. "Mom? Is someone in the car with you?" "We won," she shouted. "Wait. Are you [...]
For nearly 40 years, my mom has enjoyed her Tuesday Tennis Club. Save for a brave sub or two, she has been, through all these years, its only female member. She is also the shortest, oldest and feistiest. Her secret weapon is consistency, and, at 76-years old, she still covers the court maddeningly well, returning [...]
My husband Vince welcomes any chance to hang his enormous Croatian flag over our balcony, and Marin Cilic's U.S. Open victory gave him just that opportunity. Even better, Vince and I saw Marin play as he knocked off Tomas Berdych in the quarterfinal round and we knocked off a significant item on our bucket list. [...]