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Wednesday, May 26, 2010

The Favorite

Grandma and Grandpa Haws had always been a part of our lives. Granpa Haws and I really hit it off. He was an extremely kind man. Whenever he came over, he would sit on the couch while I showed off like crazy for him, knowing that I had his full attention. He was there; warm-eyed and white-haired,... Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, May 25, 2010

In The Doghouse

When Mother returned home, toting our new sister Lillian, she was surprised to find a red-headed dog there. Surprised is a mild word. She was...less than pleased. Not having had the last word over anything for several years now, she really had nothing to say on the matter. What was the point. It was... Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, May 24, 2010

Cherries and Chocolate Chip Cookies

We loved 'Mr. Rock's Land', as we called it. When Lauren, Hildy, and myself were over there, our mother did not check on us. She had actually become uncharacteristically relaxed about our whereabouts, after we moved out to the 'country'. Perhaps a more rural setting made her think that there weren't... Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, May 17, 2010

The Date

It was evident that Herbert fancied himself as quite the Ladies' Man. Skinny, pale-skinned, with uncontrollable strawberry blond wavy hair and smallish blue eyes, this individual had undoubtedly at one time had his ego inflated by someone....inflated in such a way that it had never deflated back... Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, May 15, 2010

Not Normal

Uncle Enrico didn't like my father. He was a shrewd Italian that came straight from the Old Country when he was a teenager and fought his way to financial success. He and his wife had a condo on Roosevelt Island and he made sure that his family was very comfortable financially. He took the... Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, May 14, 2010

The Inheritance

At about the age of five, I became aware of something that my mother called an 'inheritance'. Why such a large word would be increasingly familiar to such a young child was only because of this; there was tangible proof. This proof was in the form of a small wooden music box. It was given to me by... Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, May 12, 2010

Mr. Rock's Land

I liked our little matchbox house, for the most part. There was a sidewalk out front where one could ride the tricycle. There was a swing set in the backyard, complete with teeter-totter. There was the big weeping willow tree that we swung on endlessly. I liked our neighbors, Billy and Betsy, a... Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, May 11, 2010

Learning What Doesn't Work

Lauren and I had discovered the game of Hide and Go Seek. We played it a lot. Because I was a petite child, I could squeeze myself into some rather absurd places that many four-and-a-half year-olds could not. Kitchen cupboards. In between the wall and the refrigerator. If there were tall couches, I... Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, May 10, 2010

The Robber

It had been established, then, in my mind, that I was really a princess. Even though I had to endure treatment from those around me that was beneath me (and them), I began to believe that like on the movie Sleeping Beauty, it was only temporary. That significantly eased the pain and confusion of... Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, May 7, 2010

Sleeping Beauty

I wish I could relate that Lauren never snookered me again, but that would be a lie. This was to be an ongoing pattern. Not too many months later, there was an episode where she actually got me to taste blood...human blood. I'm not sure how long it took for her to get me to do that, but it seemed... Sign in to see full entry.

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