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One way writers exercise is by making up analogies and metaphors, which can be done in a sitting position. This offers advantage on hot days like this day in Chicago; so here’s a few really bad metaphors that are cooling: … Continue reading →

Mom’s social network was the telephone, during 1950-1960s years she and Dad raised my two brothers and me in Elmhurst, Illinois. It was black and hung on the kitchen wall with a twisty cord about 3 feet long. I liked … Continue reading →

A primo reason for writing my blog is selfish. I want to connect with what’s inside where history and reflection and memory occurs. It’s okay that this may hold no interest whatsoever to anyone else; yet over time I have … Continue reading →

Ha! You’d think, or at least I thought, that writing becomes less surprising the longer you do it and I’ve been doing writing for some years. I was wrong.  Here’s what happened: I started writing a story for no particular … Continue reading →

Recently I started handwriting a story.  I had a pencil and a notebook so that is what I used. I was making no statement against technology. In fact, as a journalist I think with my fingers at a keyboard. I … Continue reading →

Every Memorial Day is a good day because folks are really at their best, I think. Remembering is not easy when the remembering is about a loss and doing so takes bravery. It’s easier to remember Memorial Day as a … Continue reading →

I’m very happy journalism has not evaporated. This probably is because I am a journalist; but I think it’s generally hopeful for mankind.  I like blogs and content providers and news services that deliver specialized info. I like TV and … Continue reading →

The bad thing about swear words is their failure to change anything. I’ve never once heard somebody swear and felt inclined to converse, to inquire further, to connect, to soothe, to engage. With a cornucopia of other options, I suggest … Continue reading →

Maybe it is wrong to decide what is right. I don’t know. We do a lot of it, though; and maybe it would be helpful to get some of our terms straight, so while we are doing it, we at … Continue reading →

Several things about being a granddaughter are fun, among them remembering sweet things about grandma, and being connected to her other granddaughters who can remember things I forgot. Grandma Janda had a cherub face, perhaps in part from being the … Continue reading →