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Contents: January 2010
Thoughts from the Editor for January
Stories
Aunt Jen's Ring ~ Jackie Echteler
A Fairy God Aunt ~ Patricia Zita Krisch
Lessons in Psychology ~ Kate Lydon
Autobiography of Nathaniel Watson Ladd, Part 4
Poetry
Joe Quinton: 2 Poems
Dunmore Cemetery
"curiouser and curiouser"
Zea Ginsburg Piver: 3 Poems (Papa Poetry series)
Papa
Walk With Me
Orphan
Naomi Sved: A Poem
Writing Class
Stories
Aunt Jen's Ring ~ Jackie Echteler
I had found things
to do at Jen’s house, but was thwarted at every attempt to have fun.
Jen’s house had miles of oak floors and hallways just meant for sliding
on, and long, heavy drapes just waiting for someone to hide behind
them, and ornate furniture just begging for a kid to bounce upon it.
This potential always remained unproven due to my parent’s evil-eye
looks and mean Aunt Pearl’s commands: “Sit down, get your feet off the
couch and don’t touch anything.”
A Fairy God Aunt ~ Patricia Zita Krisch
It is hard to
imagine a less fairy-looking person. Tall and large, weighing in the
neighborhood of two hundred or more pounds, she had a commanding voice
and a hearty laugh. As a small child I worried about being smothered in
the scent of Elizabeth Arden’s Blue Grass perfume on her bosom when she
hugged me.
Lessons in Psychology ~ Kate Lydon
A Papa and Eva Story:
"But Mum had never told us anything about you being a psychologist! She always said you were an English professor," I answered. "If I made a grammatical mistake, she'd say, 'I can't believe that you, the granddaughter of an English professor, would say something like that!'"
"But Mum had never told us anything about you being a psychologist! She always said you were an English professor," I answered. "If I made a grammatical mistake, she'd say, 'I can't believe that you, the granddaughter of an English professor, would say something like that!'"
Autobiography of Nathaniel Watson Ladd, Part 4
At the age of ten,
in 1858, while I was riding with grandfather in his dingle cart from
Tilton to the plains lands, he said, "They are killing each other today
on the other side of the world." At that time, we could only hear from
Europe when a vessel came in, bringing the news, which sometimes [took]
a week or more.
Poetry
Joe Quinton: 2 Poems
Dunmore Cemetery
"curiouser and curiouser"
Zea Ginsburg Piver: 3 Poems (Papa Poetry series)
Papa
Walk With Me
Orphan
Naomi Sved: A Poem
Writing Class
