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A Day in My Life, April 1, 2024 — No April Fool’s Joke Here

Although I'm no longer in the Rave Reviews Book Club (RRBC) 30-day blog challenge (it ended on March 30), I would like to take a moment to toast the four people who joined me in that challenge--Pat Garcia, Joy Lilley (who both live in Europe), Nonnie Jules (RRBC's...

A Day in My Life, March 28, 2024 — Even a Gray Day

It's a gray, overcast day here. I started out the morning by playing doubles tennis for an hour and a half, then heading out to see my old friend, the dermatologist (I swear, I've been putting her daughter through medical school with my white Irish skin). I sent out a...

A Day in My Life, March 18, 2024 — Monday, Monday

The Mamas and Papas had a song called "Monday, Monday" in the 1970s. One of the lines was "Monday, Monday, can't trust that day..." Lots of things happen on Mondays, though. Today, I am supposed to rehearsefor a singing engagement NEXT Monday, when my good friend...

A Day in My Life, March 6, 2024 – National Oreo Cookie Day

It's a good thing it's National Oreo Cookie Day. I need a cookie. Maybe a dozen. This morning, my son and his wife called me to say they need financial help because their septic tank is backing up into their house. Gross. Horrible. They need our help. They both work...

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It’s a novel about baseball–and life.

Three strangers met by chance in 1972 with one thing in common: baseball. They want to become major league baseball players. They were star pitchers on the baseball teams in their respective home towns, and baseball is what brought them together to play for a minor-league team in a remote town in western New York.

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Saying Goodbye

We met in the fourth grade at a choir rehearsal at St. Jerome's Church in North Weymouth, Massachusetts. We went to our first Newport Folk Festival in 1966. We had just graduated from high school earlier that summer. We had to beg our parents to let us go. We slept in...

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