Walmart and me

Before COVID shutdowns, I had rarely if ever ventured into a Walmart. I had of course noted the 2018 controversy when an FBI hireling—an influential man—claimed as he shopped at a Southern Virginia Walmart, he could “SMELL” those who supported a specific presidential candidate. I found that statement bizarre, but paid it little attention. Then one day my husband talked me into shopping at Walmart with him. That experience was quite the eye-opener. Continue reading “Walmart and me”

Writer aims to take super hero down

The whole predicament started innocently. I asked a question and got an answer. Little did I know a super hero would mire me down in a project I am seriously desperate to finish. I have learned when you make a promise involving a super hero, it isn’t always easy to keep it. Continue reading “Writer aims to take super hero down”

Sweeney’s Twitter question evoked memories of poetry on the road

Jon M. Sweeney is one of the Twitter folks I follow because his page is always interesting. He’s rarely off-putting as so many other writers can be. Recently he asked a question that brought back memories of poetry on the road, and I was surprised at how the question stuck with me even after I answered, “Nope.” Continue reading “Sweeney’s Twitter question evoked memories of poetry on the road”

Does just-discovered shipwreck hold pieces of unsolved Amber Room mystery?

If you’ve ever been curious about the unsolved mystery of the Amber Room, now there’s a new development that will increase your curiosity. A shipwreck of the non-military vessel Karlsruhe has been discovered off the coast of Poland and there’s a small chance some of the cargo could be pieces of the Amber Room that went missing around 1945 when the Nazis took a remarkable work of art and beauty apart, hiding it from the world presumably forevermore. Continue reading “Does just-discovered shipwreck hold pieces of unsolved Amber Room mystery?”

Cherishing a cookbook with a backstory from a woman I barely knew

Years ago my mother gave me an old cookbook. “You like to cook a lot more than I do,” she said. I asked where she got it, and her response touched me deeply even though the woman who originally owned it was someone I barely knew. Continue reading “Cherishing a cookbook with a backstory from a woman I barely knew”