you say tornado, i say get thee to the basement

It's 1am and I'm hunkered down in the basement of my home. A few minutes ago, our mobile phone alarms sounded off before blasting out the news of a tornado warning in our area. This was quickly followed by another round of alarms and news of a flash flood warning in effect for our area. … Continue reading you say tornado, i say get thee to the basement →

the jampot

I've been thinking a lot about the region where I went to school. My husband and his longtime friend have been there for the past few days. It's in the Keweenaw Peninsula in the northern part of the Upper Peninsula of Michigan. The region juts into Lake Superior. It's hilly, wild, loaded with waterfalls, and … Continue reading the jampot →

i hated people when the world was nice

A few decades ago, whenever I found myself feeling frustrated about something someone did or said, I tended to declare that "I hate people!" Mainly, I declared this to friends: friends who continued being friends despite my many declarations of hate. (I was a ball of frustration at that time.) I'd forgotten about that hate-spoutin' … Continue reading i hated people when the world was nice →

money and memories in a small town

My dad’s family reunion meets every year at my uncle’s place on the weekend closest to Independence Day. We’ve been doing that since he purchased the property over 25 years ago. He has an old tobacco farm on the outskirts of a town of 47 people. The town has an antiques store, a post office, … Continue reading money and memories in a small town →