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My Walk with Swirl and Punchy
It is snowing. It is snowing hard with big, storybook snowflakes like we made in third grade with white paper and blunt-nosed scissors. In our bedroom, Swirl is sleeping stretched out on the floor on a little girl’s flowered quilt, a half-eaten roll of… Continue Reading “My Walk with Swirl and Punchy”
The History of Neighbors
After our dog nipped their daughter, the rabbi’s wife invited us to Sukkot dinner. Even though it was close to twenty years ago, I remember that we had spent a long hour talking in our driveway – me and my husband and the rabbi… Continue Reading “The History of Neighbors”
Tempest Update
Tempest, our retired sled dog from Alaska, has been here in Wisconsin for a week. Here is what I see in her. She is a country dog. She is new to houses, stairs, streets with cars, bicycles, and places where there are dogs who… Continue Reading “Tempest Update”
Three Paws
The vet’s office sent us a sympathy note. Inside were three white cards, each with a black imprint of one of Punchy’s paws. This seemed odd. Why didn’t they take a print of the fourth paw? And which paw was it that wasn’t included?… Continue Reading “Three Paws”
Punchy’s Obituary
Punchy. Alaskan Husky. Born 6/14/2008 Willow, Alaska; died 12/27/2022 Milwaukee,Wisconsin. Litter mate of Baba Ganoush and Tramp. Trained and worked as a sled dog atNature’s Kennel, McMillan, Michigan 2012-2019. Best friend of Swirl, housemate of Hercules,and beloved companion of Jan and Howard. Known for… Continue Reading “Punchy’s Obituary”
My Walk with Swirl and Punchy
It is snowing. It is snowing hard with big, storybook snowflakes like we made in third grade with white paper and blunt-nosed scissors. In our bedroom, Swirl is sleeping stretched out on the floor on a little girl’s flowered quilt, a half-eaten roll of… Continue Reading “My Walk with Swirl and Punchy”
The Mystery of Punchy’s Rankness
We’ve been puzzling over it, Punchy’s rankness, figuring at first that it was the accumulation of eleven years in the dog yard with all the spit and mud and rolled-in dead things that might have fallen from the trees or been passed dog to… Continue Reading “The Mystery of Punchy’s Rankness”
Light Heart
It is so dark I can’t see my feet but the Big Dipper is hanging in the sky so close it looks fake as if someone strung lights over our house to trick us and I stumble in the dark, worried that I’ll twist… Continue Reading “Light Heart”
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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