(900 words) Resemblance to a schoolmaster gone for the moment, Dad would appear, jaunty, as if holding a big secret, which in a way I suppose he was. “Listen, children” – he never called us ‘kids,’ they were for goats, apparently. “We’re going to grandma’s next week.” My sister Helen, brother Steven, and I would … Continue reading Learning the Alphabet: A Memoir
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Si Vicium In Petasus
Memories, long forgotten, surface as my fingers caress a small blue cap I find in my storage unit. Above the peak is a large ‘H’ and the motto ‘carpe diem’. I hold it up and smile. Howlands School, 1967. Did that really fit me then?! - I stand at the school gates, notebook and pen … Continue reading Si Vicium In Petasus