Monthly Archives: November 2011

Ombudsman

I received a phone call the other day from an acquaintance with concerns about the nursing home where her mother lives.  It sounded like part of the problem was her mom’s attitude, but there are always two sides.  And I … Continue reading

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Thanksgiving Morning, 1966

She leans over the table – one of Dad’s flannel shirts sprinkled with flour, rolled to her elbows, a forgotten pink curler just above her shoulder. She hums along with a static’y Sinatra crooning from the transistor radio that leans … Continue reading

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Bad hair day…

Last week, I went to pick up my mother to take her to the Italian grocery on Franklin Avenue in Hartford.  D & D Market has moved to a new location since I was a kid, but it was (and … Continue reading

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On Aging…

I woke today thinking about my father.  He has been with me all morning as I poke through journals and revise old poems.  He looks over my shoulder and nudges my pencil.  “Get on with it,” he says. As a … Continue reading

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Giving thanks…

While visiting my mother yesterday, she asked about a poetry workshop I’ll doing there on Wednesday.  We talked as I put away her laundry. Mom – Why do you call it a poetry workshop?  You don’t rhyme. Me – Poetry … Continue reading

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Visiting Mom…

Am at the local library (I LOVE libraries) typing this in the warmth of the lobby.  Ahhhhh… I spent the afternoon visiting with my mother.  I’ve been out of state for the past few weeks and just flew in last … Continue reading

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