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Tag: grandchildren
California Time
I went to California. I stayed long enough to have my eleven-year-old grandsons come to regard me as part of the furniture. I liked this an awful lot – that each of them at varying times would drape one leg over mine while we… Continue Reading “California Time”
Me and Bees
I take pictures to remember who I am and then later, years from now, to remember who I was. It’s not as if I won’t remember the twenty minutes I spent in Black Cat Alley on Milwaukee east side with my husband and two… Continue Reading “Me and Bees”
Why Not Friday Round-Up
Why, Arizona can be a question or a place depending on whether you use a comma. The first time we came through “town” I saw the official sign for Why that included when it was established and how many people live there. So the… Continue Reading “Why Not Friday Round-Up”
My Field of Dreams
It’s a ballet of sorts. Maybe you’ve seen a guy, the last guy to leave the ball park, maybe he put his glove down and picked up a ball and bat and then tossed the ball high in the air and as it came… Continue Reading “My Field of Dreams”
Devil’s Lake
I want them to go up high I want them to choose their steps I want them to see the slippery rocks But step on them anyway I want them to grab trees they trust But pass by the weak branches I want them… Continue Reading “Devil’s Lake”
Sorority Sister
Today, the babies who were born a bit too early and spent their first 6 weeks in the NICU are as robust and healthy a pair of beautiful boys as you have ever seen. One miracle led to another, you might say. Today is… Continue Reading “Sorority Sister”
I Lost the Rule Book
When she’s here, I make a bed on the floor next to our bed by stacking comforters and pillows. I turn down the blankets and put a stuffed animal on the pillow and my nine-year old granddaughter climbs in and goes right to sleep.… Continue Reading “I Lost the Rule Book”
I’m Glad the Piano Didn’t Fall on Them
It was my big fear. That my twin two-year old grandsons visiting from California would immediately head to the space under our baby grand piano and the piano, sensing that there was life beneath it, would become feeble and weak, and that one or… Continue Reading “I’m Glad the Piano Didn’t Fall on Them”
It’s What Happens Next
The alarming thing about wanting people to step up is that sometimes they do just that. When that happens, everything that was set in place to accommodate their resistance to stepping up gets jumbled. All of the adjustments, in-fill, sacrifice, work-arounds, the vast repertoire of excuses and overlooks… Continue Reading “It’s What Happens Next”
The Airplane Window
On my way home from San Diego last night, I stared out the window of the plane for two hours. The cabin was dark with only a few tiny lights on, many empty seats. And silent, no whispering conversations or headphone spillover, no babies crying… Continue Reading “The Airplane Window”
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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