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Sharon is a derivative of Sarah, which means princess. I know! Apparently, I’m a princess. Recently, on a day when I wasn’t lost, I visited the Royal Residence in Munich, Germany. I’m happy to share a sneak peek with you here. Once upon a time (so droll, isn’t it) Munchen (German spelling of Munich) was …
I’m a hazard to myself when given charge of navigation. I admit it. After my most recent debacle, I’m ready for the 12-step program. What might be the name of such a support group? Perennially Lost Anonymous? It might not exist. Since future members couldn’t find the meeting location, organizers cancelled the meeting, assuming lack …
“When you arrive at a fork in the road, take it” – Yogi Berra One journey culminates with a gathering of people whose support made the journey bearable. I’m proud to display my outstanding graduate award and as soon as my diploma arrives in the mail, I’ll be putting it in a place of honor …
Boston, Massachusetts, city of historic significance, offers a unique perspective on the issue of freedom. Most specifically it speaks to the quest for freedom in the New World. There is a red brick path that circles for two and one-half miles through the streets of Boston. Strewn along this marked pilgrimage are bronze markers and …
Brick and mortar stands alongside glass and iron in downtown Boston, MA. Bridges and tunnels connect the God-made land to the manmade portion upon which 70 percent of Boston proper sits. Even among all this manmade fanfare, however, the brilliant portions that stand out are those made by the Creator. Boston Commons, the oldest national …
John swaggered across the room, lit a Marlboro, took a long draw then exhaled. He peered across the room at the unconscious woman, slumped across the futon, wondering when she would revive. Just then, the sound of an engine purred to a halt in the driveway. “The rest of the guys,” John said to himself, clenching his …
Some people have embarrassing moments. I tend to bypass those and move straight for the humiliating. As an example, imagine breaking down into tears in the middle of teaching a classroom full of teenagers. Embarrassment? I think even humiliation is a kind euphemism. The first time it happened to me was my first year as …
June 15 at 10:00 am, the commencement ceremony begins at Oregon Institute of Technology in Klamath Falls. The stadium teems with parents, grandparents and friends. I have a tissue (or four) ready. My oldest son sits on the field below us. Since I didn’t attend my graduation ceremony (traveling to New Hampshire wasn’t as important …
From the Yoda of my writing life (Kristen Lamb), this little Obi Wan reads many fine blog posts. Yesterday, I was inspired to share her post with those of you who read my blog. Why? It was motivational. It was wise. If you lack self-discipline, you are not alone. Kristen talks about how to buy …
On Thursday, June 6th, I received a notification from WordPress that I had my 100th follower. It surprised me that I didn’t do a bigger happy dance. Since reading Kristen Lamb’s book Are you there Blog? It’s me, Writer in August 2012, I had set some goals for my blog. One goal was to have …