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Legacy Writing 365:123
While I was downloading John Irving’s new novel In One Person to my Nook, I was thinking of all the copies of The World According to Garp that I’ve owned. For years, every time I bought the novel, someone borrowed … Continue reading
Legacy Writing 365:122
I’ve said before how fortunate I was that when I married Tom, he came with a grandmother. Her name was Louise–the middle name of my own paternal grandmother–but I always called her Grandma, like all the other grandkids and their … Continue reading
Legacy Writing 365:121
Grief is a guitar, which is how I can feel simultaneously hollowed out and also like my nerves are taut strings that in the wrong hands will create discordant notes. I’ve probably shared these photos before. There are many from … Continue reading
Legacy Writing 365:120
More than a decade after my first husband and I divorced, after Tom and I had already lived in Houston for several years, I unpacked my old Barbies for the first time. It wasn’t until then that I realized I … Continue reading
Legacy Writing 365:119
It may take a while, but I think I can manage the legacy writing entries in such a way to finish the year on time after my week-plus away. This matters to no one but me, I know, but as … Continue reading
Legacy Writing 365:116
Look, it’s the Osmond Bunny Ears Family! A musical sensation so fiercely 1980s that it hurts. I had an entire apartment, so I don’t know why Josh, Gina, Sarah, their father, and I are hanging out in my bedroom while … Continue reading
Legacy Writing 365:115
April 24 would be my parents’ Star Sapphire anniversary. I think I should go buy myself some jewelry! Kidding. Instead, I cut a little bouquet of flowers growing around The Compound: plumbago, star jasmine, an azalea blossom, bougainvillea, and impatiens. … Continue reading
Legacy Writing 365:114
One year Tom and I met his entire family in New Orleans for a few days. I had some kind of injury–it was years before I had the spinal fracture/slipped disk thing, so maybe it was my bum ankle. Regardless, … Continue reading
Legacy Writing 365:113
In this picture, Mother is about thirty-four. She’s sitting near Aunt Drexel while they open Christmas presents. Above the mantel are some watercolors my father painted of German buildings. I still have those, plus some of the things on the … Continue reading
Legacy Writing 365:111
I think when you know someone almost your entire life, often one “look” of that person stays in your head. Whenever Lynne and I are going through photos of us over the years, I’ll say, “That’s my favorite photo of … Continue reading