Singing…

I think it’s funny that my mother always enjoyed listening to me sing in the car – my kids are always telling me to stop (I think because it embarrasses them) – but she was always happy to listen to me sing either with the radio or whatever occurred to me. Maybe it’s that kind […]

The rain always stops…

Yes, the rain always stops. My mother owned numerous raincoats – different styles (mostly trench coats) and shades of tan/brown – all fabric, not plastic. I remember going through her belongings when she moved to the nursing home and being struck by the number of raincoats that she had. When I was a little child […]