Nov 28, 2023 | Uncategorized
—From EF— Every year, every decade has brought me gifts. Sometimes they aren’t fully-appreciated until their picture has a frame, and I received a beautiful frame this Thanksgiving. Our family was together at our house. Our daughter Johanna, who has lived in...
Nov 20, 2023 | Uncategorized
—From CB— It’s taken me a very long time to die. On stage, that is. I walked onstage for the first time. I carried some fake cherry blossoms. I was weepy. My duchess had died. I’d known someone very slightly who died, but it wasn’t really part of my daily life. Later,...
Nov 13, 2023 | Uncategorized
—From CB— Today is our anniversary, 63rd. I have to confess that Elizabeth had to remind me: the only dates I remember are Christmas, the Fourth of July (which usually happens on 7/4)—though I don’t think of myself either as Saved or as especially patriotic,—and...
Nov 7, 2023 | Uncategorized
—From EF— For a very small bear, I’m having huge dreams. (When I wondered about the profusion of intense and complicated dreams I have during the darker months, somebody told me I was probably part bear, dreaming during hibernation.) Aging is upping the ante,...
Oct 28, 2023 | Uncategorized
—From CB— I’m shy. This was a recent realization, one of those moments when it all comes clear. The revelation would be natural, of course, with the advancement of age. That hesitation of speech when the word is almost there, but it doesn’t come, when pauses are...
Oct 23, 2023 | Uncategorized
—From EF— When Conrad came home from the hospital after recovering from his fall and concussion, he was given a gaudy bright-pink form to fill out and post on the fridge door, and another one for me. These are what responders to a 911 call will look for when they...
Oct 15, 2023 | Uncategorized
—From CB— Walking home from coffee and gym, I’ve realized that my brain is stuck in editing mode. So I resolve to write at least a page a day off the top of the head and without objective, except to do it. I’ve been having dreams that are vaguely theatrical,...
Oct 8, 2023 | Uncategorized
—From EF— Today is the birthday of Conrad Joy Bishop, Oct. 8, 1941, Denver. His dad, who had been very clear about not wanting kids, had been spending longer and longer away on his various wartime jobs, and Margaret was on her own. She had to call a cab to get herself...
Oct 1, 2023 | Uncategorized
—From CB— One of our special skills as humans is comparison. Where are we in the particular pecking order we choose to peck in? This may be a survival urge fomented by the competitive nature of our culture and economy: as a kid I played second base on our church...
Sep 29, 2023 | Uncategorized
—From EF— I have a specific place of the heart in France, Bretagne, and the connection is deep and strange. Decades ago I visited the stones at Carnac; not the circle pattern made famous by Stonehenge—these are smaller rough stones laid in parallel lines, many...
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