….and cleaned the piss off the floors of three bathrooms at my — then — place of employment. It would be my last day of employment, I came to know the next day…. I accepted a job as Art Coordinator at a support service for individuals with under the tootilge of the Department of Social Services. Though I never did get a job description, the interview gave such…

releasing the draft to ‘publish’ is and drafts languish…. Previously titled, Caught Between Writing Memoir and Motions of Law When the original non-adversarial divorce started bleeding the truth — 17 years later — my activities were diverted, to a focused, tedious, fact seeking analysis for all of the ways I…

Ambrosia…. Annual Peach Pie taken seriously — Peaches When I lived in Greenwich Connecticut, any list of the “best of” would include; a peach from Hay Day Gourmet Grocery Store. Huge, perfectly ripened, with a burst of what an edible perfume would be like. That experience has gone the way of many fine memories. Hay Day has been…

& Five things you should know how to do by age 50 Coax a bat out of your bedroom; Identify chicken pox; Locate the smell of weed from anywhere in your house; Tell your child’s teacher to #@!*** Max — my golden doodle or rescue dog — if you prefer — is the kind of no nighttime nonsense dog we all wish…

“these cells are no more a “child” than an erection is a zygote” Having a dog in my life is like the difference between viewing the world in black and white or color. Yes, it is possible to live without a dog, but without a certain joy. In 1983, I…

A tale of relearning to drive a stick shift after 23 years, smack-dab into the old city-on Lisbon, Portugal When I chose to travel to Portugal, the idea of inviting my daughter Shea to join, me seemed ideal. I had moved to Vermont a couple of years previously and this…

Part One Within my brief time in Vermont, I learned that killing a snake took persistence; while — in some cases — letting them thrive, was the only option. I owned 65 acres of pure heaven on earth, in rural south-eastern Vermont. The curved gravel drive to the house passed…

Or Merely Advice to a Younger Woman — or Man — if you wish. I have become an avid seeker of survival skills of late. This was less by choice than by chance and for this I write of some things that I wish I had such advice, years ago…

A fairy tale that grew out of the land that is now a bed of horrors It was the winter of 2006 and I had been divorced for a year. As was a likely meeting ground of the recently divorced, internet dating became my dance card. My choice of dating…