Midwest Girl

Unless you’ve lived in the midwest I think it’s impossible to really comprehend. I grew up in downstate IL with 3,599 other people and a cobblestone Main Street. Park in the middle of town, drive a mile in any direction, and end up in a soybean or corn field. Blacks actually lived on the other side of the tracks. Jews didn’t live there at all, nor Muslims or any people with more than six or seven letters in their last name. There were very few Catholics; they were considered odd and a little too different for comfort. The only Mexicans…

Chips ‘n Dip

We were invited to an annual Hanukkah party and attended last evening. Last year my daughter was so excited about getting chocolate coins at this event, she put them in her shoe either to hide or protect them and they melted. As we were all saying our good-byes I hear a screeching, “M-o-o-o-m-m-m-y” and she pulled a chocolate-covered foot from her Croc. The hostess was very kind and I was very embarassed. The food became an issue again last night. The lovely hostess put out vegetables & hummus dip, pepperoni & gouda cheese, crackers, then chips and dip in a…

Eddie

Today is Eddie’s birthday. He would be 56. He died of AIDS 17 years ago. My son was named after his Uncle Eddie, his godfather. He was so smart, and funny, and handsome, and thought-provoking. Tall, broad and hot. If he walked past you on the street, you would take a second look. Sagittarians are the best. He was clean of drugs when he got the diagnosis, working as a counselor. His brother, his best friend, was already dead. Sometimes life seems just incredibly unfair and sad. I hope one day we will all laugh, one day when we can…