Category Archives: readng

Susannah’s Fall, Winter Reading list…2018-2019

Posted on September 23, 2018 by

I always say, I rarely read fiction, but who am I kidding, after spending the whole summer reading almost nothing but. My friend Joanne is to blame, always cooing over a novel to literally lose yourself in, turning out she’s … Continue reading →

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Speaking the Same Language

Posted on September 5, 2018 by

 I ran into Alice, a former neighbor, running with her daughter. First question we always have for one another is, so what are you reading? I start carrying on about a novel called Belgravia, written by Julien Fellowes who wrote … Continue reading →

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A Quirky Writer

Posted on August 11, 2018 by

Someone I really respect said this of me, causing me to troll the net for every possible meaning. A quirky act in itself. Turns out it’s a pretty huge compliment I should have known since, David, who said it, is … Continue reading →

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A Word of Privacy

Posted on July 21, 2018 by

 It pains me to admit, privacy may be a thing of the past, thanks to the good old tentacles of the internet. I can already envision an exhibit at the Smithsonian in thirty years, showing what it was like to … Continue reading →

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Jefferson Survives…July 4th, 1826

Posted on July 4, 2018 by

Thomas Jefferson and John Adams, both died on July 4th, 1826. Adams was 90, Jefferson, 82. They had been friends, foes, then friends again much of their adult lives. Adams was the one who coaxed Jefferson into writing the Declaration … Continue reading →

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Oh God

Posted on June 24, 2018 by

I was raised Catholic, though running for my life, my mother using God like a machete to scare me half to death, certainly a bad rap for the great creator. My God as of late is more casual, in a … Continue reading →

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Suicide Can’t Be An Option

Posted on June 9, 2018 by

I’m mourning the death of Anthony Bourdain as if he were a relative, though I never met the man, only in print. My friend Ed after we both recently reread all of his books said, it’s because his writing was … Continue reading →

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Bobby Kennedy Remembered

Posted on June 6, 2018 by

I was just 14 when Robert Kennedy died, so my reverence for him came much later. It began with journalist, Jack Newfield’s 1998 documentary film…Robert F. Kennedy: A Memoir, taken from his book of the same name. It begins with … Continue reading →

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Mary and Jack

Posted on May 29, 2018 by

Mary McGrory (1918-2004) and John Kennedy (1917-1963) were friends.  They actually dated when they were just cubs making their way in Washington. He became the president, and she, the top woman journalist in D.C. manning a daily column for the Washington … Continue reading →

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Those Mystic Chords of Memory

Posted on May 27, 2018 by

Abraham Lincoln’s first inaugural address is my favorite speech, especially its final paragraph. It’s always explained my built-in patriotism so easily ignited. As Americans we’re connected, hands held by our ancestors despite not necessarily knowing their names. I remember the … Continue reading →

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