Unconscious White Girl

My own awareness of racism in America and within myself awakened very slowly.  I still harbour some shame about that unconsciousness and unconcern that existed within me. Current times bring that personal history all to the fore and require not only national re-examination but personal soul searching as well. The city I grew up in … Continue reading Unconscious White Girl

The Way Things Were

Father's Day becomes bittersweet once your father has passed away.  Sweet memories are combined with the ache of deep loss. This morning I watched a CBS Sunday Morning segment with the ever-smiling Jane Pauly about a young father who's committed to splitting half the parenting time of his two-year old daughter with his wife.  That … Continue reading The Way Things Were

Caught in the Crosshairs

As Mother's Day approached this year, I began to recall the long-ago "words to live by" that were oft quoted by my Mom.  I half-listened to her warnings and guidelines because they never quite fit.  I have since realised that she was the product of a post-Victorian upbringing, passing through the "liberation" of the 1920's and … Continue reading Caught in the Crosshairs

Bali Hai Redux

Do you know the song Bali -Hai from the musical South Pacific?  I loved every musical I saw growing up and knew the lyrics to all of them.  When I first saw the Florida Keys in 1958, I immediately began to sing Bali-Hai.  Not a perfect fit for the occasion, but close enough to satisfy my attraction … Continue reading Bali Hai Redux


I believe in pink. I believe that laughing is the best calorie burner. I believe in kissing, kissing a lot. I believe in being strong when everything seems to be going wrong. I believe that happy girls are the prettiest girls. I believe that tomorrow is another day and I believe in miracles. Audrey Hepburn First, … Continue reading color