Mama’s Newspaper Clippings

I’m not here to tell you about Mamá’s letters. No. It’s what she included in her letters that I’ll always remember. Continue reading

My Player Piano

Of course, you should know that for years I myself played the piano. Quite adept at it, I might add. I swear I could hear my mother weeping whenever I played Chopsticks. “I paid for years of lessons for this?” I’d smile in agreement for I was in bliss. Continue reading

My Mother’s Basket

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Upstairs, in my daughter’s room, on the second shelf of her bookcase, there is a small, hexagon-shaped woven basket, with a red ribbon decoratively tied to the lid’s handle. I’m not sure how old it is, but it has been … Continue reading

Eight Candles and a Tree

Eight Candles and a Tree

Years ago, when I first started out working in public media, the second time around that is, I was hired to do something I knew little about: community outreach.  But heck, that wasn’t about to stop me from doing the … Continue reading

Adele’s Two Cents: Purge, Discard & Toss

Adele’s Two Cents: Purge, Discard & Toss

My sister and I recently moved our 87-year-old mother into an assisted living residence. With declining mobility and cognitive skills, it was the right and necessary move for her. The brand new facility boasts a hair salon, a movie theater and more daily activities than a Carnival cruise ship! My mother seems more engaged and delighted than she’s been in years. Continue reading