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October 2017
As I Recall...

Halloween Night Adventures

And, of course it isn’t a rabbit. Let’s not forget where we are and what night this is. Of course it isn’t a harmless little animal. No, it’s more likely a Zombie or a blood-sucking vampire. Maybe everybody in this graveyard isn’t dead tonight.

Musings of an Undefeated Matriarch

No More to Play the Wild Rover

It’s understandable why we weep over the death of a person, but why do we feel such sorrow when we lose a pet? Is it because they unconditionally accept us, never pass judgment, and always listen to our problems?


Words Matter

My wife was still laughing uncontrollably when she handed the phone to me to speak to our son who was also laughing very hard. When he was able to stop laughing he explained to me that it was impossible for me to have a torn labia as that was part of female genitalia.

Agelessly Yours

Timing, Tone and Tenderness

The saying goes, “With kindness you can pull an elephant by a hair,” and I now believe it. And if you think that the ability to laugh at yourself is too simple a solution to ease racial tensions, stop reading right now, because I’m only wasting your time.

September 2017
Strictly Humor

What I Want Back

I want back the stunning sunsets and full moonrises I saw coming but didn’t watch because of some stupid self-imposed sidetracks that ultimately didn’t matter, but those suns and moons sure did.

Phase Three

Wait a Minute! Yeah, Right!

Waiting is also involved on a philosophical level. The English poet John Milton, who became feeble and blind as an elderly man, wrote: "They also serve, who only stand and wait."

The Expiration Date

You Want a Piece of Me? A Story of the Bobbsey Twins

What wasn’t funny was how others reacted (or didn’t) to the news of the C-word. One of Gumby’s friends told her that her condition was chronic and at least she wasn’t dying. What? And one of mine told me that it didn’t sound like fun. Ya think?

Musings of an Undefeated Matriarch

The Whirl of Autumn Flies

There’s something about growing old and falling asleep while reading that puts us in a deep trance. It takes more than a book falling across our nose to awaken us. It takes the humming of a fly.

Gray Matter

Hot Mama – My Experiment with Red Lipstick

Day 6: I alternated between feeling stupid and sexy as heck. If you wear red lipstick know that women will often ask you, “What are you wearing that color for?” (Men never ask that question.) 

My Thoughts Today


I don’t know how to be elderly. I’ve never been before. But I didn’t know how to be young or to be an adult until I was. I grew into those stages, as I’m growing into this one.

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