Monthly Archives: September 2008

my baby’s 32

On those rare occasions when Taylor calls me I’m usually at the office. Since Denise most often answers the phone, she asks who’s calling and he responds: “It’s her baby.” Now you need to know, I love this. Tonight—in Denver—we … Continue reading

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the mother of invention

Just when I thought my domesticated days were behind me (after all, I married a man who cooks!), I got inspired to bake a pie with the apples that continue to carpet our backyard. Since I make a big mess … Continue reading

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famous

Friendship with Deborah Johansen came with the package when I married Mauri. Since they’ve known each other through thick and thin for many, many years, she didn’t have much choice in the matter. The nice part of that deal is … Continue reading

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yet another marker

You’ve probably noticed I notice markers. By that I mean I pay attention to anniversaries. I suppose this interest affirms my belief in history. We are who we were. Looking backward is just as important as looking forward. Trust me, … Continue reading

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beach bocce ball

A cloud bank moved in just about the time we finished our short hike into Short Sands beach. Oh well, we weren’t there for the rays; we were there to hang out with John and Erin and many of their … Continue reading

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posthumous

Posthumous Would it surprise you to learn that years beyond your longest winter you still get letters from your bank, your old philanthropies, cold flakes drifting through the mail-slot with your name? Though it’s been a long time since your … Continue reading

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community garden

Mauri and I decided to pass up an opportunity to participate in a community garden this year, even though many of our friends were joining up. Not that we have anything against the idea but mostly because we would be … Continue reading

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