Bye Doug
Bye Doug. But before you Go, let me just tell you that I know your smile. Those gleaming teeth A smirky look. A gentle heart. I can still hear you … Read More
Category: Old Friends
No Matter How Small: Lunch with Tom
If it so happens that Tom Stroik is in Kansas City (which he may not be), then I have on my list to hunt him down and — at the … Read More
10 Things I Love About You
Grey hair in streaks, falling straight down. Friendship, translucent and strong as fishing line Books, stacks of texts, leaning. Paper birds, emerging from the wet, hempy mash Disagreement, and dissent. Chickens … Read More
It’s good to hug a person
Ten years ago I lived on Delaware Road in London. Colin had gotten himself half-addicted to internet poker (mostly because he understood the algorithms) and I, in an attempt to … Read More
On 45 Years of Friends
For 45 years, I have been a friend and had many friends. Even after all this time, I am surprised by all the wonderfulness that makes being a friend new … Read More
10 Reasons to Travel Back in Time
This past weekend, I had the chance to return to a place I once considered home: Kansas City. By home, I mean it was the place where I became the … Read More
Probably the Greatest Book List Ever for Elementary Kids
A friend of mine posted a question of Facebook asking: Those of you who were elementary schoolers in the late 70s and 80s: Could you please share a few books … Read More
The Facebook Thing
At the end of Lent, I was over on Facebook, and my friend, Tammy, popped up on my Timeline and said in her status something like: Well, I’m back! Didja … Read More
My Most Beautiful Thing
This is a Blogsplash. Today, Tuesday April 24th, bloggers around the world are blogging about their ‘most beautiful thing’, to celebrate the birth of Fiona Robyn’s new novel, The Most Beautiful Thing. On … Read More
My Friend, with Existential Chickens
I have a super great old friend from college, Jen. She’s a writer (here’s her book) and a journalist. And a mom. She lives in Des Moines and recently she … Read More
How We Remember Alone
When I lived in Kansas City, I was single. This meant that I spent a great deal of my energy and mind space being frustrated and unhappy about my “alone”ness. … Read More
Everyone Love Everyone
— Part of the December “If Only in My Dreams” series. Thanks.
A friend, her Emmy nom, and the afterlife
I’ve discovered that my friend Colleen Bradford Krantz and her colleague, Paul Kakert (who is from my hometown!) have had their documentary film, Train to Nowhere, nominated for a regional … Read More
That Face, Listening
Eyes fixed on mine, Nearly. Chin cupped into Palm. Furrowed brow, “Huh.” Call and response. You listen. You don’t agree. Day 12, July A River of Stones
A Friend of Mine
Out of the blue, I got a call/voice mail from T. Mallie the other day. It was one of those lovely long rambling messages in which she updated me on … Read More