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How to Transport a Thanksgiving Turkey
Preface [In 1956, my family moved from Hastings, Michigan, my mom’s hometown and where my grandmother lived to Southfield, a suburb of Detroit. The move made it possible for my dad to realize his dream of owning a Ben Franklin store, but it pretty… Continue Reading “How to Transport a Thanksgiving Turkey”
Extra Creamy
Last night, I reached into the oven to pull out a beautiful pumpkin pie, one with a surface so burnished and glassy you could skate on it, and as I lifted the pie from the rack, it flipped in my toweled hands and the… Continue Reading “Extra Creamy”
Thanksgiving Can Be a Beautiful Pie
I am having but one guest for Thanksgiving this year. And my husband, well, he, too, is having but one guest. We are each other’s guest. This may be a first. We are experienced at pulling the dining room table apart to insert a… Continue Reading “Thanksgiving Can Be a Beautiful Pie”
Thanksgiving Hat
Thanksgiving makes me miss everything. My parents, my kids when they were young, my old hometown, my grandmother’s house, my dead dogs and cats, accomplishment, potential, myself. It is hard to explain this without sounding depressed. I am not depressed, not really. What I… Continue Reading “Thanksgiving Hat”
On Thanksgiving Eve
When I was eight or nine, my family moved from a little town in western Michigan to Detroit. In Hastings, the town where my mother grew up, we lived in a house my dad built across the school playground from my grandmother’s house. It… Continue Reading “On Thanksgiving Eve”
Some Things Take a Long Time to Learn
The key to being able to truly feel gratitude is to want less and accept more. I say this, of course, after already having lived a life that has been abundant with many things but knowing that it’s possible and common to have great… Continue Reading “Some Things Take a Long Time to Learn”
How to Transport a Thanksgiving Turkey
Preface [In 1956, my family moved from Hastings, Michigan, my mom’s hometown and where my grandmother lived to Southfield, a suburb of Detroit. The move made it possible for my dad to realize his dream of owning a Ben Franklin store, but it pretty… Continue Reading “How to Transport a Thanksgiving Turkey”
I’m Grateful…
That we caught Swirl after he chewed up Howard’s favorite little flashlight but before he could destroy my stapler. That much of my family ascribes to the practice of going out and coming back in again as a way to deal or not deal… Continue Reading “I’m Grateful…”
99 New: Extra Creamy
Last night, I reached into the oven to pull out a beautiful pumpkin pie, one with a surface so burnished and glassy you could skate on it, and as I lifted the pie from the rack, it flipped in my toweled hands and the… Continue Reading “99 New: Extra Creamy”
Five Thoughts on Thanksgiving 2017
Bless teenagers who walk in the door mad and morose but let themselves be brightened by the day and the food and the people who ask what they’re thankful for and then listen to the entire, very long, list. If we give up too… Continue Reading “Five Thoughts on Thanksgiving 2017”
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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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