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Going to talk about old things, like myself. Last week I baked cookies. I’m pretty good at cookies and scones, and can scramble a mean egg, and I have cooked in my varied past. However, I am lucky enough … Continue reading
Category Archives: memoir
I Was a Trophy Wife & Other Essays by Shannon Page Essays about life, love, loss, creativity, money–and, above all, finding one’s voice. “These essays will make you laugh, cry, wince, and wonder.” Karen G. Berry, author of Shopping at … Continue reading
Free Cornish Army by Chris Dolley A short memoir of a huge hoax. The true story of a student who, to publicise Plymouth Charities Week, created the Free Cornish Army and convinced the UK media that Cornwall had risen up … Continue reading
I saw a social media post in which someone mentioned — almost in passing — that they didn’t know what it was like to have a mother who did things for them. It was heart-rending, and it reminded me of … Continue reading
My parents bought the Barn in 1958. I know this for a number of reasons–mostly documentation I have from when it was transferred (along with a voluminous paper trail) to me in the 1990s. But I have one memento where … Continue reading
As best I can figure it, my parents bought the Barn when I was not-quite 5. What they bought was a sturdy, shabby Victorian farmhouse, a double barn (two barns built together, one old enough to have pegged joints, the … Continue reading
I have on occasion contributed a series to this blog called “Raised in a Barn.” It is a loose series of anecdotes about my, um, colorful childhood, spent between Greenwich Village (in the 1960s) and the converted barn in rural … Continue reading
As part of the process of downsizing prior to moving house, I had to go through a packet of parental artifacts passed from sister to sister to me. It was my sad job to off-load 1940’s dance cards, 1950’s business … Continue reading
The day after the election, the con man in the White House fired Jeff Sessions because of the only reasonable legal decision he made as Attorney General: to recuse himself from the Russia investigation. A lot of people are speculating … Continue reading
I was thirteen when we moved from New York City to Sheffield, Massachusetts. There were many striking differences, but one of the big ones? Transportation. Unbeknownst to my mother, I had been secretly taking the subway to school in the … Continue reading