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Apr.08.2014
There's an old mirror in my living room.  It doesn't hang on the wall and it's not something you could put in your purse.  It is framed in what my mother always called "solid" maple and it was part of a complete bedroom set.  It's been a part of my life all my life - except now, I...
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Mar.13.2014
Sur la place chacun passe, chacun vient, chacun va; Drôles de gens que ces gens-là! My mother was a singer.  She never sang for money and for the life of me, I don’t remember her ever singing alone in front of people, not even at Christmas when everyone sang carols in both English and Latin....
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Mar.09.2014
My fellow Michigan native, Red Room member Jane Wilson, invited me to participate in the Writing Process Blog Tour.  I am delighted to be part of anything associated with such a terrific writer as Jane.  I am a huge fan of Jane’s work and have been following her writing since my first day...
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Mar.03.2014
By the time I got on the second platform this morning - to wait for my "switchover" train - the platform was full. Passengers were streaming up from an earlier train, but the elusive "F" train was nowhere in sight. I heard the fateful 9 syllables over the loud speaker but recognized them not by...
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Feb.15.2014
Subway train cars during rush hour in New York are claustrophobia-inducing.  You stand on the platform, waiting for the train with a thousand strangers and then you're off, standing on the train - in the midst of a thousand strangers.  Typically, this is why you are admonished not to make...
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Feb.09.2014
Winter this year has brought a lot of snow into our lives.  New Yorkers got used to not having it for so long, it’s almost like a surprise when the forecast calls for some inches of snowfall.  Today we were supposed to be visited by what meteorologists call a Classic Nor’easter....
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Feb.01.2014
Sadly, I'm not taking as many buses these days as I used to.  I've gone from a four bus a day commute to a six train and, all of a sudden, it's like I'm a tourist in my own town.  It is not a difficult route, and if I time it just right, I walk off one train onto another and keep moving....
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Jan.20.2014
There's a very compelling commercial for skiing in Park City, Utah on TV now.  The gist is to identify where you came from so the ad can reinforce how quickly you can get there and start skiing.  There are happy skiers from Indiana, from New York, from Minneapolis, and everyone in the ad...
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Jan.15.2014
The people I see on the bus do not go up and down.  Most days, bus people are like those slim, phosphorescent sea animals, so close to the bottom, skimming the ocean floor in total darkness, airless, with the weight of tons and gallons of water pressing down on them.  Remarkably, they...
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Jan.06.2014
I took the bus from Manhattan to the Bronx this afternoon.  The weather is getting pretty strange and I decided to work at home instead of the library.  It's one of my regular buses and the route is something I know in my sleep. We were just into the Bronx when the bus stopped at the...
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Jan.02.2014
When you grow up in the Midwest, you get used to the sound of trains.  American trains crisscross America's heartland accompanied by lowered gates, blinking lights, whistles, and bells.  But most of the trains I remember were not passenger trains.  They carried freight from here to...
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Dec.30.2013
Do you wear a watch?  I do.  I'm not always on time just because I wear a watch, but I do like to know what time it is without having to ask someone.  Part habit, part throw-back, part old lady, I guess, but knowing the time is a comfort to me. In my family, great events were...
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Dec.22.2013
“I’ll Be Home for Christmas” and “There’s No Place like Home for the Holidays” are classic tearjerker Christmas carols and you hear them a lot this time of year.  They were written to comfort people, I think, to make the link between the place you are and the place you wish you would be, “if...
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Dec.18.2013
The River sums it up for me.  I wish I had a river I could skate away on.   It happens every year.  There are holiday parties I love to go to and others that are painful.  I have a friend who is brilliant with small talk so I go to parties with her so I don't have to...
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Dec.05.2013
Foggy today.  The temperature is higher now than whatever normal is these days and the air was thick with the anticipation of rain or a cold front or something that was still taking form this morning as I walked out to catch my bus.  Coats are darker now, too.  There was one...
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