Beware of Burning Bridges

When I was night-schooling my way toward finishing my Bachelors, I thought I would lose my mind with the state college’s continuing ed department. 

Crime in the Night

For a few years I served on my small town’s historical commission, a fancy name for a group of people who, as far as I could tell, had little power and an even smaller agenda.

The Gypsies are Coming

Years ago, when we lived in the city and the kids were little, I worked the 3-11 shift two nights a week as a secretary in pediatrics.

Irresistible

You may recall our battle with the encroaching woods in defiance of the condo association’s reminder that we are surrounded by preservation land.

Claim to Fame

          Some people are born with perfect pitch.