Category Archives: Scene from a Memoir

A landslide brought me down

 Image by Catherine (Creative Commons) When I worked as a wedding videographer, this happiest day of a couple’s life could be filled with orchids and doves, but it could also show the worst in a person. Bridezillas exist, and they … Continue reading

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Lost in Cuzco

During my first day in Peru last August, my mushy brain and I kept stumbling over simple questions. I had started at sea level 20 hours before, endured a cheap-flight marathon through five airports, and crashed in a hotel room … Continue reading

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Public Speaking

Image by Leon Fishman “According to most studies, people’s number one fear is public speaking. Number two is death. Now this means, to the average person, if you have to go to a funeral, you’re better off in the casket … Continue reading

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From Home Depot to Pulp Fiction

“Can’t repeat the past?” he cried incredulously. “Why of course you can!” He looked around him wildly, as if the past were lurking here in the shadow of his house, just out of reach of his hand. – F. Scott … Continue reading

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The Incredibly Shrinking Tick

“The only time you really live fully is from thirty to sixty. The young are slaves to dreams; the old servants of regrets. Only the middle-aged have all their five senses in the keeping of their wits.” — Theodore Roosevelt … Continue reading

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First World Problems

My son is tiptoeing around me, asking questions about my blog and my race, trying to break the ice. He knows I am still angry with him. I agree to bring him to his Saturday practice, alone, another touchy subject … Continue reading

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Bad News Shop: Bases Loaded, Bottom of the Ninth

Bases loaded, bottom of the ninth. If she can just hold off this batter, she’ll get her first win. The 7th-grade wood shop teacher made it clear that girls shouldn’t be in shop. The alternative, home economics, had a final … Continue reading

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Short. Ponytail. Wearing black.

A really smooth character would hide the bill in his hand, extend his arm into a shake with a sly nod, and be seated now, considering appetizers. Instead, we’re waiting in a corner at Eli Cannon’s, having fun, sure, but … Continue reading

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Hey, Raw Meat!

My little brother and I would wait for the card game to end in the deserted ladies lounge. We got unlimited sodas from the bartender and a pocketful of quarters for the jukebox, playing “The Night the Lights Went Out … Continue reading

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When the lights flicker on at the Parthenon

In the presence of the Parthenon, disappointment stabbed me. Finally in Athens, I climbed the hill to the Acropolis in the extreme heat of the afternoon. I passed through the ornate gate, and, lifting my eyes toward this majestic temple … Continue reading

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