by Louise | 28 February 2016 | Chapters, Essays, Growing-Up Years | Tags: Love
Me and my date at the one (!) dance I went to in high school. Reading time: 2 min. 30 sec. Someone told me, before I entered high school, that that’s often where people meet the person they’re going to marry. Do you think that was really true in the 1970s? I believed...
by Louise | 25 February 2016 | Chapters, Essays, Growing-Up Years |
Fullerton El Stop in the Winter Reading time: 5 min. Years ago, a black man stole my pocket book. Later that day, I glared at a black woman because I was angry, and she was black like the thief. Looking back on this, I’m astonished that I actually tried to take my...
by Louise | 21 February 2016 | Essays | Tags: Funny stuff
Reading time: 2 min. 30 sec. One winter evening, after dark, I was waiting for a bus in what was then a semi-sketchy neighborhood (Belltown, if you’re familiar with Seattle). I’d been waiting about five minutes when this man approached me. He was middle-aged,...
by Louise | 18 February 2016 | Short Notes |
I was in the small town of Rock Springs, Wyoming, many years ago. I was in the area to see the countryside that Eleanor Pruitt Stewart wrote about in her book Letters from a Woman Homesteader. As I was walking around Rock Springs, I happened across a barbecue place....
by Louise | 14 February 2016 | Short Notes | Tags: Love
Reading time: 1 min. This post is from a blog I kept for a little over two years, called “I’m Curious About People.” I posted about things that interested me in people. This post was #466. I’d always figured that my husband’s cousin Chad must have...
