I awakened after a night of restless dreams to a sweet text message from one of my late son Steve’s high school friends. He always adored Jo and they participated in theater arts together…he truly loved her for her beautiful heart. I have a some sweet special friendships with many of his friends from high […]
Category: Essays
The Final Frontier
It was 1957 and our whole family was crowded into our parents bedroom. We all crouched on the floor in front of the window, craning our necks as we searched the clear, dark winter night sky.Soon we saw it. It was a small fuzzy ball of light moving across the horizon- Sputnik, the recently launched […]
Weekend winding down
Today there were highs and lowsI went to see a high school musical this afternoon. My eldest son Steve was a theatre arts person in school and was very good at it. We spent lots of time over four years watching as the students learned their craft and bloomed on stage. Today, one of his […]
About Marching
I have always controlled my own body. I did not need to march for that right to do so. I worked for over 50 years and it was pretty easy to find work. I did not march to find it. I never felt I needed to march to make my point to elected officials either. […]
Nancilynn is Writing again 