where the writers are

Pat Montandon's Blog

RSSSyndicate content
Nov.17.2013
Patsy Lou.jpg
Shortly after my eighth birthday on December 26th, 1936, I learned what it was to have a lump in your throat. My birthday hadn’t been an occasion for celebration. It never was. The commemoration of the birth of Christ wasn’t a time of largess in our family. Resources were limited. Instead of...
Continue Reading »
Nov.17.2013
Big gray cat
Writing about work is Work as is trying to write with a big furry gray cat sitting on my lap. Writing is hard enough in any case. This fearful little animal clings to me like a Koloa bear but hides from anyone else who sets foot in our house. He’s been that way since I picked him from a littler...
Continue Reading »
Nov.17.2013
My mother, Mama, is an important character in Peeing On Hot Coals. For all her sternness and religiosity, she nevertheless, was a writer and poet. Even with a huge brood of hungry children during the Great Depression and living in circumstances that would fell many, she took the time to teach me...
Continue Reading »
Jul.14.2013
Matthew Veronica.jpg
(Originally posted on Facebook, July 10th, 2013.) After the Palace Hotel graciously tossed the cannabis smokers out of the connecting room (sorry darlin’ if you had trouble finding another place to stay, but after all, you did bring it on yourself, now didn’t you?) and fumigated our room or...
Continue Reading »
Jul.14.2013
Darwin 2.jpg
(Originally posted on Facebook, July 10th, 2013.) I ended the run down of my adventures in San Francisco during Pride Week by having just checked in to the Palace Hotel when the unmistakable aroma of Pot and clouds of smoke drifted under the door connecting us to the next room. My housekeeper...
Continue Reading »
Jul.14.2013
Darwin Pat Xiomara.jpg
(Originally posted on Facebook, July 8, 2013.) Okay, darlin', as promised. This is the first installment of my Pride Parade trip. Upon a very late arrival into SFO Xiomara and I were met by the Big and beautiful smile of Brooke Dunbar. She had been waiting a very long time. Unfortunately the...
Continue Reading »
Dec.20.2011
Mist was rising off Stowe Lake in smoky tendrils as I began my early morning walk in San Francisco's Golden Gate Park. Patterns of sunlight foretold the advent of a breathtaking day as it filigreed across the hard packed earth of the path. Ducks and mean tempered geese along with other waterfowl...
Continue Reading »
Sep.30.2011
My Birth Family 1934
Favorite Pictures Thrashing about in a repetitive dream rather like a DNA sequence ending in frayed telomeres affecting memory, I awoke wondering if I had imagined the people and events of my colorful life. If I had invented them. For months I had been working on a childhood memoir and needed...
Continue Reading » 2 comments
Sep.03.2011
My family minus two siblings, 1935
             One of my ex husbands, can’t remember which one, once said, among other things, that I was like a dog with a bone when set on doing something I wanted to do. The postal department had nothing on me: neither rain nor snow nor dark of...
Continue Reading » 8 comments
Jun.08.2011
"Old" has more to do with the way a person acts, thinks and lives than with a number. Pay attention to the age labels you stick on yourself. Seemingly small things can stack up against us and before you know it, we will be one of the "elderly" -- regardless of our age....
Continue Reading »
May.27.2011
  Memories of World War Two Pat Montandon World War Two affected our country in many ways. In Waurika, Oklahoma where I grew up, three quarters of the boys in my senior class volunteered to serve Uncle Sam. Few returned.          The Waurika Bus Stop Café where I worked after school had a contract...
Continue Reading » 8 comments
Feb.17.2011
Pat with Alex Haley
Roots, Alex Haley's epic masterpiece and a classic of American Literature, has influenced millions of people regardless of skin color, including me, a woman as white as a glass of milk. When I first met Alex he was working on a book titled Before This Anger, that later became Roots, based on...
Continue Reading » 4 comments
Feb.06.2011
Ronald Reagan's first inauguration as president in 1981 had Californians in a tizzy, especially Republicans. But Democrats, too, as I can attest. As a Californian, I hotfooted it over to my only well-connected Republican friend and begged for tickets to the Kennedy Center California Ball and...
Continue Reading »
Nov.27.2010
Pat gets ready for Thanksgiving.
During the Great Depression, my dad, an Oklahoma preacher, announced that he had invited strangers for Thanksgiving at our house. Mother looked stricken. "Charlie," she said, "how do you propose we feed those folks?" "Mama," Daddy said, "there are hungry people...
Continue Reading »
Jun.11.2010
The Best Part of getting Older is being able to write about it with authority. But hey, we’re all getting older from the minute we are born. However, I stepped off the curb and the old age truck hit me when I turned eighty-one. That’s right, eighty-one. So, all you youngins sit back and read about...
Continue Reading » 2 comments