Red's Wrap
Happiness. It's relative.
Category: Marriage, Family, Dogs, and Cat
Friendly Reminder to Myself
A fire in the fireplace takes the hard edges off everything, a lesson I learn and forget, it’s possible to be relaxed and warm every night wherever there are logs and some matches.
My Day
I am on the shore of Lake Superior in Michigan’s Upper Peninsula and this was my day. I watched a deer leap and leap and leap down to the beach where the water has formed a frozen shelf that is so large and hilly that… Continue Reading “My Day”
A Little Tale on a Winter’s Night
“The dog turned the gas on, it’s the only explanation.” In the back closet where the implausible and bizarre episodes of our thirty years of family life hang, this sentence has its own special, satin hanger. It began when I got a phone message… Continue Reading “A Little Tale on a Winter’s Night”
The Wallet
Kindness in a dad is a very valuable thing. I saw that tonight at dinner. My seven-year old granddaughter had picked out a wallet to give to her dad for his birthday. We bought it, she wrapped it in blue birthday paper and tied… Continue Reading “The Wallet”
True
Not all of my babies came from planes. Like this one, for instance. She was homegrown. She was born in deep, deep, incredibly cold winter, late in the afternoon, after a long day of fits and starts, and frantic remembering of what the natural… Continue Reading “True”
Icy Window
Life is a series of accidents, phone calls during dinner, changes in plans, better thoughts, reconsiderations, different shoes, wrong numbers, apologies, reheated leftovers, gloves left at home, doors locked with the keys inside.
The Frosty Limits of Love
So what would you do for love? Walk across the country? Swim the English Channel? Sit on a metal bench at Lambeau Field with 80,000 football zealots in -30 wind chill? For four hours while the sun went down and the wind kicked up… Continue Reading “The Frosty Limits of Love”
Ode to the Fried Egg Sandwich
The last day of the year calls for profound thoughts. It’s the custom on New Year’s Eve to be deep and reflective and then to wake up New Year’s Day a very clean slate, a blank slate waiting for the very first chalk line… Continue Reading “Ode to the Fried Egg Sandwich”
Giving Adopted Kids Back, Addendum
To the person who landed on my blog after using the search term “giving adopted kids back” on Christmas Eve, I want to say I know things must be pretty rough for you to be thinking about that today of all days. I also… Continue Reading “Giving Adopted Kids Back, Addendum”
Christmas Eve at the Five and Dime
How much longer is he going to stay open, she wondered. It was already after seven and they’d opened at 9 that morning, Christmas Eve Day. Probably the biggest shopping day of the year at their Ben Franklin Store. Sometimes she thought her dad… Continue Reading “Christmas Eve at the Five and Dime”
Snow Door | wisconsinacademy.org
Listen to Jan read her essay “Billy” presented on WUWM’s Lake Effect
Jan’s essay “At the Breakfast Bar” on WUWM Lake Effect
Jan’s essay “The Parish Hall,” on WUWM Lake Effect
“Fury Cannot Touch Me,” Modern Love, NYT, 9/29/11
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