I had saved forever! It was mine! It's not fair! Maybe I should explain . . . In the early sixties, exciting things came in the mail. Ok...

Today is my Mama's 98th birthday! Last year, I posted an excerpt from her journals that encapsulated her core beliefs. Today, in her hon...

The line-ups were long. I was 9 carts back. Suddenly the man fourth before me screamed and punched the guy in the line ahead of him, then fe...

Or something similar . . . I had just turned four and had recently discovered a new and wondrous activity. Which I had to keep very, very se...

  Sherlock Holmes and Watson headed out to forests deep, Thinking they could get away and catch up on some sleep, They’d enjoyed the for...

  Once more, it is my awesome opportunity to host the Best of Boomer Bloggers! This week, our beloved Boomers discuss everything from overth...

This wretched ol' pandemic has our mood a little low, And if it lasts much longer, we'll know nothing else but woe, It behooves us t...

It's tougher than it looks... Mom was an excellent cook. She could make almost anything taste fantastic. Almost. She did have her weakne...

Because I felt like telling a joke on this fifty word Wednesday... I need you to tell me something because it’s really bothering me… Does th...

This story is fiction, but largely based on my beloved Aunt Emily. The original Miss Ernestine. Her name was Miss Ernestine. And the kids in...

There are many kinds of fruitcake, true, Some are sweet (kids like them, too!) Others nutty, lots of crunch, Some have alcohol—pack a punch,...

A guest post from little brother, Blair!   I tell this story with a certain amount of hesitance because it demonstrates how hard headed I ca...