Alice WoodromeInnocents, a childhood memorySparrows twittered in the branches high above me on that spring day. I sat below in the sandbox in the shade of the oak tree pretending to…Jan 17, 2019Jan 17, 2019
Alice WoodromeBook Report, a childhood memoryFear coursed through my body. One by one, my classmates stood in front of the room to read their book reports for our third-grade class…Jan 17, 2019Jan 17, 2019
Alice WoodromeRain Storm, a childhood memoryMama wouldn’t have approved, but I opened the window over my bed when booming thunder in the distance awakened me. I sat up on my knees…Nov 3, 2018Nov 3, 2018
Alice WoodromePecans, a childhood memoryOur mother dressed us kids in sweaters and long pants against the crisp autumn air. Daddy had learned of the location of a native pecan…Nov 3, 2018Nov 3, 2018