You Don’t Say

Funerals are hardly the place for laughter. Wakes, on the other hand, are. Most of the wakes I’ve attended have the initial “extending of condolences” followed by hanging out in the back with people you haven’t seen in years. And you chew the fat and bring up funny stories. Laughter follows, like a rainbow after … Continue reading “You Don’t Say”

The Last Enemy

Warning: The following post is presented without humor. Really. “The last enemy that shall be destroyed is death.” – J.K.Rowling, written on James and Lily Potter’s tombstone. I was first exposed to death at an early age. My great aunt Nelly had been in our lives forever, but her new husband George had not. When … Continue reading “The Last Enemy”

My Savage Breast

No, this isn’t a post about my first sexual encounter. (An interesting story, but don’t hold your breath waiting to read about it.) This actually deals with the musical influences I’ve had over the years. As with most, my initial influence was my family. My parents contributed big band and movie soundtracks – Glen Miller … Continue reading “My Savage Breast”

Laughter Is The Best Medicine

“Halloween in February” week ran a bit over, but technically this story isn’t a Halloween story at all since it happened the day before Halloween. However, it started several weeks before that. My sister Helen was pregnant with her first child, what would be my Mom’s first grandchild. Somewhere in her second trimester, it became … Continue reading “Laughter Is The Best Medicine”