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PacBell Park

April 22, 2016 No Comments

Baseball is a wonderful game. Whether you play in the dirt with a broomstick trying to hit a bottle cap as the kids do in the Dominican Republic or on a lushly-grassed softball field in the United States encircled by jumping, screaming parents; anybody can play. Some play better than others. Those of us who …

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The Mystery

January 3, 2016 No Comments

If you’ve read some of my other autobiographical stories, you know that I was brought up in a house of religion. The Faith was so strenuous, so strict that I soon despaired of being able to practice it. Convinced that I was doomed to Hell from the beginning, I decided to go ahead and live …

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The Child, Music & Church

January 3, 2016 No Comments

“She’s so purty, Honey”, whispered Mildred. “Looks like you did when you was borned.” She had just gotten off the sweltering bus from Gatesville, Texas. Come all the way to Rhode Island in her feed-sack dress to help her own first-born, Glyn, take care of the first grandchild. The war was winding down and she …

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Backstage @ Beach Blanket Babylon Goes Bananas

January 2, 2016 No Comments

A show is just a show. I mean, you rehearse for long hours, sometimes for months, grinding out dance steps, learning vocals and lines, trying on costumes and wigs. By the time you get to performance, it’s just “The Show.” The same thing happens every night from the first note of the overture until the …

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Halloween On Polk Street

January 2, 2016 No Comments

It was Halloween on Polk Street in San Francisco. In the late 70s it was the most fun people who pretended to be grown up could have anywhere in the world. I’m sure of it. There were gay boys impersonating nuns on roller-skates, and more of them wearing leather chaps and nothing else except matching …

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Ageism’s Effect on my Delicate Psyche

January 2, 2016 No Comments

If you’re old enough, you remember the phrase: “Don’t trust anybody over thirty!” But at the age of thirty, I hadn’t begun to think in terms of aging. Thirty is brilliant! As women, we are at the height of our being. Still having children, smart, full of energy and able to cope with just about …

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Everybody Has A Story or Be Careful What You Wish For

January 2, 2016 No Comments

Everybody has a story, and the longer we live the more our stories seem to loop back upon themselves. Last week, having started over for the millionth time, I was going through papers in preparation for yet another move. I came across my first journal, written in the 1970s when I began searching for who …

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