Because of the pandemic, over the past many months my husband and I have been at home together most of each day. It’s given me an opportunity to see our differences in a more concentrated light. The other day I came upon him transferring our laundry from washer to dryer. […]
I wrote in my last post about one of my book clubs, the one I call the Best Book Club Ever. But I am also in two other book clubs at the moment, and they each have their benefits as well. A year ago (in pre-pandemic days), I joined a […]
Friday evening has always been the time I saved for my own enjoyment. All through college and law school, I refused to study on Friday evenings, except during finals week. Middlebury didn’t have much television to offer before the dorms were wired for Internet, but various organizations showed movies for […]
When I went away to college at age seventeen, I took my mother’s college trunk with me. She had been given the trunk when she went to college in 1951. When she gave it to me in 1973, it had sat in the unfinished part of the basement in my […]
I’ve never been one to play practical jokes. And I don’t like them played on me. But when I was at Middlebury College, I remember one April Fool’s trick I played on a professor. In the spring semester of 1975, I took a class from a professor who had intimidated […]
One of the prime selling points of the Baltic Sea cruise for me was the scheduled stop at St. Petersburg. I had studied Russian in high school and college. I’d lived in the Russian dorm at Middlebury College for one year and eaten countless meals at the Russian table in […]
On June 25, 1975, for my parents’ twentieth anniversary, I gave them a photographer’s sitting to have a family portrait made. It was the first time we had had a formal family picture taken, and, except for later weddings, the only formal portrait I can recall. The sitting cost me […]
The other evening my husband pulled an old throw out of the closet and settled in for a nap. We haven’t used this afghan in years—it’s a bright variegated blue and white random knit, and although we have a lot of blue in our home, this blanket doesn’t really fit […]
Theresa Hupp has lived on both ends of the Oregon Trail, which has inspired her writing. She grew up in Eastern Washington State and in the Willamette Valley in Oregon. Her ancestors include early emigrants to Oregon and immigrants to Sacramento, California (though her California forebearers arrived after the Gold […]
Maybe this is one of those “when I was young, we had it tough” stories. But when I was young, we didn’t have snow days. At least, I don’t remember my classes ever being canceled due to snow, nor for any weather-related events. It might have happened, but I don’t […]
