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The 4:00 A.M. Breakfast Club
The light was on in the kitchen and then the small light in the dining room. I saw my daughter setting out a placemat, a bowl and a spoon, a box of corn flakes. Of course, a box of corn flakes. She always ate… Continue Reading “The 4:00 A.M. Breakfast Club”
When Your Mother Dies
When your mother dies, you will take care of things. You’ll call her friends on the phone and tell them one by one that their friend has died. You will listen as they nod and wait for them to tell you stories about her… Continue Reading “When Your Mother Dies”
The Bluest Bike
I want the cream-colored bike at Target, the one with the old fashioned handlebars and a brown leather seat. It has fenders like the big blue bike I had as a kid that I rode down 10 1/2 Mile Road, a wide dirt road… Continue Reading “The Bluest Bike”
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”
The Bluest Bike
I want the cream-colored bike at Target, the one with the old fashioned handlebars and a brown leather seat. It has fenders like the big blue bike I had as a kid that I rode down 10 1/2 Mile Road, a wide dirt road… Continue Reading “The Bluest Bike”
Truer Words
“I love you. Your children are wonderful. You’re doing a great job.” My beautiful daughter, nonprofit executive, wife, mother of three, including 3-year old twin boys, dressed to the nines, looking at three 14-hour days in a row with one big event after another,… Continue Reading “Truer Words”
In My Daughter’s Kitchen
The toaster goes back in the cupboard under the counter when it’s not being used. The spices are in a drawer, everything visible right away. No lost time searching for the right one. On the window ledge and on the wall are the people… Continue Reading “In My Daughter’s Kitchen”
The 4:00 A.M. Breakfast Club
The light was on in the kitchen and then the small light in the dining room. I saw my daughter setting out a placemat, a bowl and a spoon, a box of corn flakes. Of course, a box of corn flakes. She always ate… Continue Reading “The 4:00 A.M. Breakfast Club”
When Your Mother Dies
When your mother dies, you will take care of things. You’ll call her friends on the phone and tell them one by one that their friend has died. You will listen as they nod and wait for them to tell you stories about her… Continue Reading “When Your Mother Dies”
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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