I didn’t acquire a taste for country music until I was well into my 30’s. I guess it took me that long to realize that I’d never be a member of the Rat Pack and had missed membership in the Woodstock generation by about 10 years. Mainly, though, it took me that long to come […]
Thanksgiving, Christmas and New Year’s Eve are three strange days for me. Imagine yourself at a party. You’re having a reasonably good time, moving from conversation to conversation, nothing much unusual going on. Then, all of a sudden and all at once, the party splits up into small groups that move from the main area into various rooms around the house, closing […]
A couple of weeks ago, Google handed me a Skirt! magazine questionnaire completed by my ex in October 2007 shortly after I’d relocated from Columbia to Greenville. I’d just bought her share of the Wheat Street house we’d owned jointly since 1999, a transaction which was, for us, the equivalent of signing divorce papers. Some […]
