Road signs are just that, a simple sign stuck on the side of the road. You don’t pay them much attention, thanks to the blathering GPS app on your cell phone, directing you when and where to turn. The signs are interesting if there are fresh bullet holes in them. There is always the danger …
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TIDYING UP WITH MARIE KONDO – WITH A FEW PERSONAL COMMENTS
It is the New Year. Time for that pesky annual resolution to declutter the house. Be truthful. We have all made that promise to ourselves and failed miserably, usually by the second day of January. But wait. There is a new organizer in town, Marie Kondo who brings a Japanese flair to our organizing efforts. …
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LUKIE, THE HERO SAMOYED
(Originally written June 29, 1997) Hi, this is Lukie and boy, did I just have a big battle! No, it was not with big brother Sultan her little sister Ditty. It was with the SUCKY MONSTER! The Sucky Monster quietly hides during the week in his cave. We don’t dare go near it. But on …
SULTAN – DANGERS OF LIFTING LEGS
(Originally written on May 24, 1997) Hi, this is Sultan in Florida. I’m fixed which is funny because I didn’t know I was even broken. Anyways, I can lift my leg with the best of them or do a beautiful rocking horse stance. My problem is not “to lift or not to lift.” In Florida, …
Paris
Paris, the city of love. The Eiffel Tower dominated the cobalt sky. Bernadette stood, her breathing steady. She turned her lowered eyes towards the Seine, imagining all the “locks of love” attached to the bridge. Each couple, deeply in love, would write their names upon the lock, place it on the metal posts and then …
Ambition, by B. C. Speers, 1908
This is a copy of a graduation speech, given by B. C. Speers' at the Falls Branch, Tennessee High School, on March 27, 1908. Bernie Speers was the maternal grandfather of my husband Frank R. West, Jr. While this is not one of my memories, it a glimpse back into my husband's family history. I …
Tears from Looking Up
Childhood dreams - I still remember them, long reaching, perhaps implausible, bitter sweet. I dreamed of being an astronaut, with little chance of that ever happening. I was a skinny kid, fragile with a tendency to faint and so near-sighted, I needed glasses to count my own fingers. But I could live through others, watch …
Luke and the Black Snake
I don’t like snakes. No way, no how. Living in Florida, one of the first things you learn is a good snake from a bad snake, to know a king snake from a coral snake. “If his nose is black, look out, Jack.” I know black racers or Indigo snakes eat bad snakes, rodents and …
Three Generations of Wallpaper
When we think of family traditions, ours consists of holiday gatherings. Christmas, the family gathered around the tree, opening gifts. Thanksgiving, the food laden tables stretched from the living room through the dining room to the kitchen. While I have many holiday stories, these are not the only traditions which bind our Duncan clan. Wallpaper …
Church Youth Choir
My family was religious, in the 1950’s definition of religion. We were raised Presbyterian which consisted of one hour of Sunday church with the sermon being totally un-understandable. Our minister, Rev. William Harper, was a wonderful servant of God and a pillar to the community. He knew all his parishioners and was always available in …
Cheryl Lynn West 