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15 Ways to Age Pragmatically
Today was a good day to hang out in the Cincinnati Enquirer’s obits. Turns out, nearly all the local dears departed decades later in life than my age now. Also in today’s newspaper was a piece about the Japanese lady who, at 116, is believed to be...
In My Easter Bonnet
Jesus rose.And that was reason enough for my family and every family in my church to get new duds for Easter. New clothes were a rarity in my house, unless my mother sewed them or they were hand-me-downs from someone in my parents’ card club, my...
Isn’t it romantic? Not so much.
"Love is a lot like a backache: it doesn't show up on X-rays, but you know it's there." ~ George Burns I had a clear view of their arms and hands, his hand on top, holding hers, on the console between their airplane seats in First Class. He was wearing a...
An Old Woman Remembers Teenage Longing
Today I saw Mrs. Feldmeyer* at a family friend’s birthday. She was one of a handful of people at the party who have known me since my birth, so she will always be Mrs. Feldmeyer to me, and not “Donna” as she has asked me to call her time and...
I Loved My Purple Grandma
I don’t know if I was already thinking about Mootsie when I saw the purple woman, or if the purple woman reminded me of Mootsie. Mootsie was my maternal grandma who, according to my mother, fancied herself to be too young to be called “Grandma.”Mootsie wasn’t...
Math on a Plate
I love math, and I loved teaching it. I told my students, “It is the only thing in the world that makes sense.” If you do it right, the answer is utterly predictable. There’s a fairness to it: if you lighten one side of an equation, you must lighten the...
My Weighty Weight
” If American men are obsessed with money, American women are obsessed with weight. The men talk of gain, the women talk of loss,and I do not know which talk is the more boring.” - Marya Mannes“I dread going to the party,” I told Teri. “I haven’t...
Oh, Tannenbaum . . . you’re back!
Maybe it’s because, after several years of death (my parents and mother-in-law), I believe that everyone that is here for Christmas this year will be here next year, and our numbers might even increase.Maybe it’s because of peer pressure, the fact that my next...
Our Silent Neighbor
“Our Japanese lady died,” I told my neighbors shortly after rushing in late to the party last week.“Oh no!” exclaimed several.“That is so sad,” one woman said, sincerely distraught. “How did you find out?” Mary Ann asked.The waitress at Sophia’s, the diner...
Pete’s Service Day: A Son’s Legacy
Guest Author Peggy Mosher read this inspiring story at Women Writing for (a) Change on "Giving Tuesday." She writes about how her family found a way to acknowledge her late son's generosity by facilitating an annual Service Day in his...
Women Under Wraps
My 89-year-old stepmother and I, who are not habitual runners, fairly ran to the car. My husband, dressed in salmon shorts and a slouchy shirt meant not to be tucked, ambled over. “Hurry up,” I snarled. “Get in the car and turn on the air!” We could have...
Water Aerobics at the Y
It came to me this image: the dancing hippos in the Disney movie Fantasia, as they rose from the water, buoyant and graceful, unapologetic and delighted. dressed in tasteful tutus and ballet shoes.Yes, this is the image that flashed in my mind as...
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