The blare of a trumpet can cut through most any noise, but when a boy all of 12 years or so walks into his suburban Chicago yard and bleats out a warble of Taps, it slices through the din of Friday … Continue reading
I, Mimi Broihier, hereby release Value Safe Grocery Stores, Inc., from any and all claims and demands I might inadvertently make as they may pertain to in-store purchases and do hereby agree to the following conditions in order to receive a … Continue reading
It was Thanksgiving 1966 and there were nine of us stuffed into a Wisconsin bungalow that was barely big enough for one blue-haired Nana, her cranky German cuckoo clock and a tall toilet with a mysterious chain. I was six … Continue reading
I am babysitting the construction guys right now but don’t let my charges know they are under surveillance. One is painting the upstairs bathroom walls. The other is rebuilding the tub deck with 2×4’s and I don’t want anything to … Continue reading
Don’t you remember? That was me you whispered your dark stories to. Me you held next to your heart all night. Don’t you remember when you took me onto you in the cold quiet and let me think I was … Continue reading
Reading the preface to a best-seller is a bore. Writing one must be worse. It’s like trying to keep the attention of the cute guy at the cocktail party by talking about yourself. Your mouth is moving, but you sense … Continue reading
Every Earth Day I do something like pick up trash in the neighborhood. We live off a postcard perfect old road that used to be an indian trail. It runs along a small hill and traverses the creeks and in … Continue reading
