About Marcy
I'm tackling a series of challenges, and I'm becoming less timid and squeamish in the process. I'm also writing my memoirs, one scene at a time. Come along for the ride. Read more.
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- { That breakfast reminds me of those old ads, "Lard - It's good for you!" Sadly, I think many American would not only order that, but... } – May 20, 7:10 PM
- { You did a much better job of capturing the spirit in motherhood with your brunch analogy than the hotel did in capturing our culture in... } – May 20, 9:41 AM
- { The picture at the end gave me goose bumps. So lovely. } – May 18, 7:41 PM
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And I laughed at the "American Fried Rice." } – May 18, 1:23 PM
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Tag Archives: my dad
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
Framing a Memory
My stubby finger traced the groove’s curves, pushing aside the fresh sawdust and smelling its piney scent. “That’s a potato, Marcy,” my dad said. “Do you know where they have a lot of potatoes?” I had no idea. “In Ireland,” … Continue reading
Driving Lessons
Image by Joseph De Palma Driving Lessons At the edge of the busy intersection, I hesitated. Was it my turn? I crept forward, but the car on my right darted in. I looked both ways, crept forward again. The car … Continue reading
Bringing my dad to the hospital
Bringing my dad to the hospital Regret is not quite the right word for how I feel about bringing my father to the hospital to die, but it comes pretty close. My father was a burly, no-nonsense man who wasn’t … Continue reading
Posted in Scene from a Memoir
Tagged link party, memoir, my dad, Scene from a Memoir, writing prompt
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