THE WAYSHOWER
After what I felt was my disastrous debut into the Santa Fe social circle, I went home and decided that everything would be just fine if I worked hard enough. There were baby bottles to wash and many, many diapers to change. It was my job to try to create some normalcy out of what […]
A FOURTH FOR BRIDGE
Before we moved from Homewood, I was being taught to play bridge from my landlady who was training to earn her Master Points. She was one tough teacher! I never gained any confidence that I could be any good at the game. In fact, I came away from her house certain that I was not […]
DANCING IN THE STREET
The summer of 1967 was also a time of some monumental change in northern New Mexico. Four weeks into the season on 27 July Santa Fe Opera house caught fire – plans to rebuild started immediately and today’s outdoor theater is built on those foundations from 1967. In a battle to reclaim the land granted […]
ALEGRE STREET 1967
How did I get here? It felt as though I had been transported to an alien planet! It all started with a phone call from the mother of one of my husband’s students which gave us no choice but to move far, far away from our little house in Homewood. He taught at a small […]
MY OLD ARTIST
Staying with my theme of “meetings”…. Shortly before my eighth birthday I sat on the cement stoop of my step-grandmother’s house on Fletcher Street in Chicago. She was very pious and loved the saints. To please her I was drawing a picture of the Blessed Virgin with colored pencils. When I looked up from […]
Taos – 8/7/18
Really strange dream this morning – Decided to write a Letter to the Editor Taos News and struggled with how to start. Finally my beginning sentence was about how, as women, we were Mothers of the Moon! The body of the letter was the call to unite women to scold their sons, fathers, brothers, husbands […]
August 1967 – Finding Home
It is said that every journey has a beginning, a middle and an end, followed by a new beginning….51 years ago this month, the moving van left our house on Riegel Rd. in Homewood, Ill. My son was two and my twin girls were six months old. It was a long trip – I felt […]
WORD PAINTINGS #3 – August 1967 – Finding Home
It is said that every journey has a beginning, a middle and an end, followed by a new beginning….51 years ago this month, the moving van left our house on Riegel Rd. in Homewood, Ill. My son was two and my twin girls were six months old. It was a long trip – I felt […]
AN IMMENSE JOURNEY….
Taos – 8/3/18 Forward and backward I have gone and for me it has been an immense journey…..Perhaps there is no meaning in it at all, the thought went on inside of me,save that of the journey itself, so far as men can see. It has altered with the chances of life, and the chances […]
WORD PAINTINGS #2 – AN IMMENSE JOURNEY….
Forward and backward I have gone and for me it has been an immense journey…..Perhaps there is no meaning in it at all, the thought went on inside of me,save that of the journey itself, so far as men can see. It has altered with the chances of life, and the chances brought us here; […]
