GRANDMA'S WRITING ABOUT OTHER'S

Tuesday, August 5, 2003

4th segment SAN FRANCISCO FAMILY VACATION 1983, the streets.

I call this part the "Wandering the streets of San Francisco" segment. The first time that we left the Hotel Savoy to wander down the street two fellows began to follow us. The children whispered in lowered voices that they were sure that the people behind us were pickpockets, just waiting for the... Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, August 1, 2003

SanFran FAMILY VACATION 1983, part three, Hookers

"I’m starving," said Dick as he burst into our room. Martin handed him three packages of airline peanuts and a candy bar out of his shirt pocket. "I want real food, food, understand?" asked Dick, holding his stomach. "Yeah," chorused the other children as they each filed through our door. "Real... Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, July 31, 2003

FAMILY VACATION: San Francisco, 1983. Arriving at the Savoy Hotel.

Marcia pinched Dick's arm as hard as she could while gritting her teeth and he tried to break her arm, twisting it and her down onto the floor of the limo just as we drove up. Dick jumped out of the car first, evading my outreached hand. Marcia composed herself,asking me, "Are we here, is this it?... Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, July 30, 2003

FAMILY VACATION: San Francisco, 1983. Albuquerque barely let us go. We hap-

hazardly gathered possessions, my son,Gus ultimately left behind most of his clothing; I forgot my contact lenses. My oldest son, Dick and I dashed around gathering tickets and purchasing photo equipment. Martin, my husband arrived late at the house. We photographed his late arrival and my mad dash... Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, July 29, 2003

My baby's father called last week. He had almost died and wanted to tell me

all about it.He hadn't called in a year and hadn't called for two years before that. "What shame forbade me speak, Love bade me write." ~ OVID "Swear he's my son!" "Okay." "Okay what?" "Okay I swear." "Then I'm coming to town, taking him out in the desert and I'm going to beat him down into the... Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, July 28, 2003

It was a new country and I didn't speak the language. I was invited to a

party to specifically meet the fellow that my co-worker at the Instituto had been talking about for two months. She was head over heels in love with him and I just HAD to meet him, she said. I had to dress carefully for this party because I had already gotten into trouble for dressing... Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, July 18, 2003

A Valentine poem for my 3rd, 4th? husband and it's not magical.....

R's Valentine in '85. How do I love thee? I'm not sure. Dunno if I'd tell you if I were. I loved you oh so long ago when I was me and you weren't so f#@&ed up. I don't know if we'll love again or give a f#@& just now and then. Who knows? This little card's to let you know You've been Cad, a Rat and... Sign in to see full entry.

My dad died and I wanted to throw dirt on myself, so I dug one day.....

PUMA'S PATH With a broken hoe I hammer the earth in the shade of a mesquite tree. Stones gathered from his home, into my car in my heart in my garden, I hammer. This hole in the earth the hole in my heart the hole in my life fills with tears. I place one stone in one hole, sweat and tears stinging... Sign in to see full entry.

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