Category Archives: Family

I happened by Jewel St. in New Haven for a visit with Mommie Soph.  My Dad would have referred to this as her permanent address.  No matter.  When are you leaving? This would have been the first question she would have … Continue reading →

I love dreams. Even those that are based in anxiety have an extraordinary interest value to me. And full nightmares? Not a favorite; but also interesting. However, the dreams I treasure the most invariably involve visits from folks who have … Continue reading →

I could understand. Rather, I was brought up to understand. It’s what happens when dogs were made a part of your life. You could even ask my Great Aunt Bella (if she were still here), she would tell you, “If … Continue reading →

It’s about scale.  I think Mom acquired her sense of scale from her Mom, Mommie Soph.  If you get something… get a lot of it — you can never tell if the store might run out.  If you cook something… make … Continue reading →