Mamacita says: I’ve been thinking about my father today. I have no idea why. There must have been something that started the thought process – something I saw, heard, ate, felt, laughed at. . . SOMETHING that made me think … Continue reading
. . . and my mind’s eye – ever more astute than the two regular eyes – still sees scenes like this whenever I look out the living room window in the fall. Empty Nest Syndrome. ENS. Certifiable in all … Continue reading
Mamacita says: Don’t tell anybody, but I’m only pretending to be upset that all the stores are getting ready for Christmas. Yes, it’s too early. Yes, Thanksgiving really does deserve some undivided attention. Etc. The fact is, I love Christmas, … Continue reading
Mamacita says: Oh please, society, let us learn from the past, just a little bit? “Francie thought it was the most beautiful church in Brooklyn. It was made of old gray stone and had twin spires that rose cleanly into … Continue reading