Tag: husband

Today at the Beach

Today at the beach, I saw something that made me glad and grateful and pretty right with the world. A young woman, her husband, their little boy, who was maybe three or four years old, and their little white dog on a leash were… Continue Reading “Today at the Beach”

Over the Road

My husband surprised me by the water tank at the end of Day 2 of the 2007 Komen 3-Day Breast Cancer Walk in San Diego, California after I’d walked 20 very slow miles with my daughter, stopping at every turn to nurse the foot that… Continue Reading “Over the Road”

The Visit

He slid into my car, leaned over and kissed my neck. Nothing had changed in thirty years. He still thought I wanted him to kiss my neck. Never mind that I’d been married to someone else for twenty-five years, raised four children, and was… Continue Reading “The Visit”

Today at the Beach

Today at the beach, I saw something that made me glad and grateful and pretty right with the world. A young woman, her husband, their little boy, who was maybe three or four years old, and their little white dog on a leash were… Continue Reading “Today at the Beach”

The Loveliness of a Man’s Things

A beautifully-dressed man will have just a few things. He’ll have a good watch. Maybe if he is like my husband, he’ll have two watches. One will be the gold watch that belonged to his grandfather who died fifty years ago. He must know… Continue Reading “The Loveliness of a Man’s Things”

What Makes a Person Lucky?

What makes a person lucky? Is it true that people make their own luck? What separates the runner who lost a leg from the one who finished the Boston Marathon 60 seconds before? Why does one family lose a son, have a terribly injured… Continue Reading “What Makes a Person Lucky?”

Say It Ain’t So – Rats in the Basement: Part 2

Things got worse before they got better. The next day, the Batzner truck pulled up in front of the house. The driver got out and put on his sandwich sign which said in 2 ft tall letters:  THERE ARE RATS IN THIS HOUSE.  RIGHT HERE. … Continue Reading “Say It Ain’t So – Rats in the Basement: Part 2”

Say It Ain’t So – Rats in the Basement: Part 1

This is a story I’ve thought of telling many times but it’s always been so hard to get my arms around it.  You know.  Stories about rodents are just so very hard to craft well.  My story started when I saw this creature in… Continue Reading “Say It Ain’t So – Rats in the Basement: Part 1”

What Did I Know? Words from a Non-Yiddisha Pisk

What did I know?  I knew nothing. I was 35 when I married a nice Jewish man from Philadelphia.  His mother was small, blond, smart, and very scary.  She had told him growing up that she would sooner hang herself in the closet than… Continue Reading “What Did I Know? Words from a Non-Yiddisha Pisk”