Category Archives: Memoir

Making Your Unknown Known

When I went to London in the late 1960s I brought a sword with me on the plane. (It was allowed in those days.) I was bringing it over for a friend. Seven years later, when it became time for … Continue reading

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Hearing Bells

In days of old when we sat in awe around the lighted tree, my father told us that if we heard a bell ringing, it meant an angel was present. We had to be very quiet, and then unbeknownst to … Continue reading

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Personal Items: Desk

Now that I’ve settled on calling the sequel, “The Nancy Who Drew the Way Home,” I started to think about what the concept of home means to me now. Continue reading

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The Divine Feminine

My type of feminine energy has been ‘out of fashion’ since the 1980s when women started going to the gym. Okay, before that. Because no woman in her right mind – but I wasn’t in my in my mind at all – I was in my heart. Continue reading

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Doorways of the Past

The last doorway I went in search of was nowhere to be found. St. Mary Abbot’s Hospital. How could an entire hospital disappear? I’d only spent a week there back in 1976, but it was such a memorable week that I wanted to go back and see the place. Continue reading

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Bygone Times

I know we can’t go back, but I do like remembering… Continue reading

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Connections Never Die

Dedicated to the one who once drew me, and I drew back, in my drawings… Continue reading

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