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Turn the Page

Back in the early 70’s, I worked as a library clerk for three years under the “work study” program while I earned my BA in education. I loved that old library with its cathedral windows and rows and rows of dark tables and chairs.The open reading area had every kind of reference book available, but my favorites were the unabridged dictionaries that lay open on individual stands in four different locations around that huge room.Three of the dictionaries were about three feet by two and when closed had to be about one foot deep, but there was one that was even more massive.It sat in the place of honor close to the check out desk where everyone could see it.It even had its own spotlight. One had to use both hands to turn pages and not damage this amazing book, so I joked with my fellow library clerks it must be what the book of life looked like that St. Peter kept at the pearly gates of Heaven.  (This was the early 70’s, so God hadn’t invented “the cloud” yet.) In it we each have one pag…

Sisters

I was three, playing in the dirt of the flower bed in the front yard of the duplex we rented. My grandmother came to the front screen door to check on me.            “Don’t get dirty.”  She said.  “They are on their way.”           A few minutes later a large yellow cab pulled up to the curb and my father jumped out loaded with bags.  He set them down on the grass and helped my mother out of the back seat.  She held a bundle close to her chest.           My grandmother met them and the three cooed and smiled at the blanket-clad squirmy bundle. I asked to see the baby but I was ignored, forgotten.           Grandma and Dad picked up the bags and escorted my mother up the steps and into the house.  I followed them into my parents’ bedroom as they lay the baby in the middle of the big bed.           As one, they left the room and headed into the kitchen to enjoy the merienda my grandmother had prepared for the homecoming.  I stayed behind to look at my new sister, the belle of …

Mother-In-Law

I just spent a week with one of the smartest, funniest, most interesting women on earth – my mother-in-law.           She and I have a lot in common.  We were both teachers.  We both raised two sons and one daughter.  We like and do a lot of the same things.  Most importantly, we both love the same man: her son; my husband.           I remember the exact moment I fell in love with HoneyBunch and it has a lot to do with her. I had just told HB that he wanted more from our relationship than I did, and I couldn’t let it go any further.  This would be our last date, but we would part as friends. In conversation, he started talking about his mother and her fights with both breast and stomach cancer.  He admired her for her strength. She recovered from both but never regained her weight.  At eighty-eight, she still weighs less than 100 lbs and wears a size one.  Though they do not live in the same state, they make it a point to see each other twice or more a year. HB’s family is b…