For my husband, the mark of adulthood was ownership of a toaster oven. He’d spent five years as a Navy officer, and presumably had some responsibility in that capacity. (I didn’t know him then.) But he was itinerant through his Navy days, and hadn’t owned a home or had a […]
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My First “Adult” Thanksgiving
Today, November 21, 2018, is Stuffing Day. So it is appropriate to write about Thanksgiving dinners. Forty years ago, on Thanksgiving Day 1978, my husband and I had the first Thanksgiving meal in which we had a part in the planning and preparation. I think we brought a couple of […]
Continue reading“When He’s Ten . . .” And Now He’s Fifty!
When our youngest sibling (a boy) was born, my ten-year-old brother announced in awe, “When he’s ten, I’ll be twenty!” As if it was impossible for him to consider ever being twenty, which it might well have been. My grandmother loved telling that anecdote, and she repeated it often over […]
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