Dear Claire, Ada, Macy, Elena, Adele, and Nola, and any granddaughters yet to come…This weekend will be Mother’s Day, and I’m celebrating it by telling you about some of the wonderful mothers in your lineage. I can only tell you about the ones on...

Still Climbing Mountains

Thirty-five years ago today, on a Tuesday evening at 6:30pm, Wendell A. Nickerson walked down the aisle in a dashing, white tux and agreed to take me as his — for better or worse until death do us part. My sister, Martha, was thirteen at the time. She was so shy...

Is it Working?

I bought new make-up last week. It’s specifically formulated for old-lady skin. That isn’t what it says, of course. The label refers to it as “ageless” and Ellen acts all spunky when she advertises it on t.v. But you can’t get past the...

Next Year in Jerusalem

That is the working title of the novel which consumed much of my trip out of town. I actually sent off a query to an agent last week, so I wanted to get the book proposal in shape, just in case. Writing is a business for a patient person. Response time for queries of...