The Christmas salad
It’s time for a visit between two women with 192 years lived between them. “When I was in Indianapolis during World War II, I lived in a large house that [...]
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Posted August 04, 2021in Joe's Neighborhood
Posted June 30, 2021in Joe's Neighborhood
Beginnings are never a straight line
Taking a whiz? Really? Everyone has to start somewhere. Perhaps it’s your first car, or it’s your first day after graduation, or it’s your first baby, or it’s your first [...]
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Posted June 02, 2021in Joe's Neighborhood
The arrival of goldfinches
The end of one time and the beginning of another. The goldfinches land on the feeder, quickly eat, then dart away. Dine and dash. They don’t hang around with the [...]
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Posted May 05, 2021in Joe's Neighborhood
Bedtime rituals
The reading of the second book is always the most challenging. I sit next to my 2-year-old son and force my eyes wide while reading that riveting thriller “One Fish, Two [...]
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Posted March 31, 2021in Joe's Neighborhood
Vaccine — do you need another reason?
Seven of my siblings wait in line before me. Judy, Carol, Marla, John, Joyce, Jim and Cathy. I’m at the tail end. One at a time, they go into a [...]
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Posted March 03, 2021in Joe's Neighborhood
Cross-country skiing in a bean field
Should I take the steep, black diamond run on the mountain to the left, or the longer, curving run on the mountain to the right? Do I want deep snow [...]
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Posted February 03, 2021in Joe's Neighborhood
Self-help books and fries
We are late, my friend and I. The doors to the hall at Hoyt Sherman Place are already closed. We can hear the murmur of voices as we rush up [...]
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Posted January 06, 2021in Joe's Neighborhood
Old men — part 1
The boxwood stump, buried by leaves, snagged my dragging foot and landed me face-first in the soft ground. Ker-plop. No fanfare. No discussion. And certainly no dissent on the part [...]
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Posted December 02, 2020in Joe's Neighborhood
‘This is going to hurt’
“Joe, this is going to hurt.” No kidding. I lie on my back trying to visualize a white sand beach with crystal blue water and a cabana worker offering an [...]
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Posted November 04, 2020in Joe's Neighborhood
Between donuts
We sit on the bench. Both of us mouths open, heads leaned back, eyes wide. Glazed donuts melting in our hands as we watch. Clearly, no parent is in charge [...]
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