This is dedicated to the ones I love. In the past my heart and head have proved fickle. Or was it pickled. I know a pickle a day keeps the doctor away because that is the truth I learned from those sellers of pickles in wooden barrels. I know that the heart of a...
Posts Tagged ‘ daughters ’
Women have a right to be safe
I worry about women. All of us. My sister’s daughters. My friends and their daughters. The little girls in every country of the world. Someone once said that if anyone looked at the planet from a distance, one of their first questions would be, “Why are you hurting the women? Is there a war...
Oydomhood
When a week from hell lasts several weeks, all I can say is you’ve landed in the kingdom of oy. For those that have been around awhile, we used to call it Oydomhood in the older neighborhood. That was where your father’s sister’s stockings rolled down around her ankles and her red lipstick was...