
Living Between Two Worlds: One Cataract Gone
Last week, I had cataract surgery on my right eye. The left eye is scheduled

Last week, I had cataract surgery on my right eye. The left eye is scheduled

My father used to tell me, “It never rains in the Pacific Northwest.” That was

I’ve written before about emigrants crossing the Missouri River at Kanesville, Iowa (now Council Bluffs).
My anthology of short stories, essays and poems will be published and available soon. Here is
Lawyers are supposed to tell a story when they are trying a case. Professors taught

One of the biggest reasons my husband and I chose to move to Seattle was
I started kindergarten in Corvallis, Oregon, in September 1961, when I was five-and-a-half. I was
We celebrated the major holidays in our family—Thanksgiving, Christmas, and Easter, but we didn’t celebrate
As of the end of May, we’ve spent 209 months in the 21st Century (I started

Because of the pandemic, over the past many months my husband and I have been
I’ve recently read two articles that made me think about the importance of telling our
I wrote on July 15 about the Oregon emigrants’ experience sight-seeing at Ice Slough in
Forgive me one more birthday story. After this post, I’ll move on with my year.
The emigrants who traveled the Oregon Trail arrived in the Willamette Valley in late fall,
I mentioned in a post several years ago that my mother had potty-trained my son

I’ve written before about the journal I have kept for the past twenty years. About
My mother’s death brought to mind many memories for all her family members. My son
The Middlebury College Admissions Office uses interviews by alumni volunteers to supplement the online application
I’ve written before about viewing exhibits at the Nelson-Atkins Museum of Art in Kansas City.
My daughter chastises me for not documenting her childhood completely in her baby book. She

I recently got new eyeglasses. I’ve needed corrective lenses since I was eight and a