HE WENT TO THE SYNAGOGUE, AS WAS HIS CUSTOM…. As a young girl, I was asked to baby sit for my infant nephew while my sister and her husband went out for the evening. Since the child had a slight cold, my sister’s instructions were to give him a spoon full of cough medicine from […]
Back to the days of raising a family. We were enjoying summers at home. This article was written for the Houghton Lake Resorter, the weekly newspaper in my home town. The time was the early sixties. My boys were 13, 11, and 7. Dad was working at his Ace Hardware seven days a week. I […]
As often happens in life, my future was unknown. I couldn’t have imagined at the age of 50, I would become the owner and operator of Mary Anne’s Hallmark Shoppe.
Ever wonder what kind of an impression you left on folks today? Think about it.
1964 – It should be of increasing concern to America at large that we are becoming hopelessly addicted to the output of the beckoning television networks. I, for one, have resisted the temptation mightily.
My husband and I were standing at our living room window, watching a man walking down the distant road. The man lived nearby in a broken down house. Every day he walked two miles to a neighborhood bar where he spent his time.
I don’t remember what it was I said that day. I must confess, from a very young age I was prone to say things without thinking. Whatever it was, it offended her. I was banished from the County Farm for a year when I was twelve. What a wonderful lady! Mrs. Kelly and her husband […]
Knowledge of her presence has allowed us to face the seemingly insurmountable challenges of life…
The quaint old man in knee high boots prepared to call them… “Get behind the barn,” he said. “If they see you they won’t come.” “How many sheep?” I asked. “‘Bout 300, lambs ‘n all.” he answered. Now, he gestured toward distant field, where no movement was revealed. Obligingly, I took my place […]
It’s always good to be back home again. Married four years in 1959, living on the lakeshorewith a toddler of three and an infant of six months,we began to look for another, safer, and perhaps more friendly place to live. Safer? That was my way of thinking. I’ve never learned to swim. And we were […]