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Continue reading →: Self Portraits
I came across a wonderful website a while back that was so good I wished I had thought of it myself. It was started by Lauren Gillette, an artist in Maine and it is an open call to people to list the 5 things they have done over the course…
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Continue reading →: There Goes the Neighborhood
So how big is a neighborhood, I asked myself. Maybe about four square blocks. Maybe 15 minutes of walking time in any one direction. Once my neighborhood was characterized by flotillas of children on skate boards and bicycles. Now it is populated by old men putting along in electric carts…
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Continue reading →: Crimes & Misdemeanors
The first thing I ever stole was a holy card. I was in first grade and every Saturday morning I would attend catechism class at our local Catholic Church to learn stuff about God. To keep the children motivated, Sister Mary Magdalene who taught our catechism class gave a holy…
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Continue reading →: Two Poems
I GAZE UPON THE EARTH I gaze upon the earth from which I was drawn, pulled head first into life, my marrow sucked through roots and branches, my blood siphoned from the sea, my voice sliced from the coyote’s cry. Given form, then released to find my way, a nomad,…
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Continue reading →: Fall from Grace
She was a woman of many circles, rounded and full, her body firm and warm. Standing no more than five feet high, a distance matched by her circumference, she was a modern Venus of Willendorf with her large breasts and mounded stomach that tapered down to her dainty feet. She…
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Continue reading →: Morning Walk
A grey man in torn jeans rearranges the contents of the shopping cart to accommodate the cardboard box that served as his mattress during the night while he waits for the woman in a raggedy skirt who emerges from the port-a-potty and opens a gaily striped umbrella. Holding it aloft…
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Continue reading →: Three Laws of Financial Management
Because of the economic challenges of the times, I thought I should I share my hard-earned understanding of the world of money and finance. My first law of financial management is extra money generates more bills. For instance, get an extra couple of hundred in the bank and you can…
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Continue reading →: The Immigrants
I never knew my father’s parents although I saw pictures of them and heard a few stories. They and their three sons had immigrated to America from Italy around the time of the First World War. When they arrived at our hometown, there were other Italian families waiting for them.…
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Continue reading →: Left Behind
I arrive at the park and put my lawn chair in the shade of an oak tree along one of the walking paths that circle the dog park. A youngish girl with a beagle, its tail wagging vigorously, approaches. After they enter the fenced enclosure, the hound darts from one…
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Continue reading →: The Housemaid
Her name was Eleanor and our two families had lived next door to each other in a small Pennsylvania town for as long as I could remember. She was perhaps 15 years older than me and there were few interests we had in common. She was a cheerful person with…
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I’m Marie
I’ve gathered together a variety of stories, essays, anecdotes and observations I’ve written over the years. I hope you find something to enjoy!
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