Category Archives: violence

But Who Asked Me?

Posted on September 15, 2019 by

As we know, the well-to-do love buying things, and that includes the 4-legged they leave behind on weekends since, according to Muffy, Socrates doesn’t do well in the country. So the maid, they overpay to ease their guilt, stays at … Continue reading →

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September 11, 2001…Straight On Till Morning

Posted on September 11, 2019 by

I’ll never forget this day for as long as I live, which I feel is appropriate considering the fallen. Continue reading →

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Sentimental History

Posted on August 11, 2019 by

There are so many poignant stories that aren’t mainstream, reminding us that we all possess humanity in one way or another. I’d like to share eight tender tales of lore, five about U.S. Presidents. Theodore Roosevelt wore a ring with … Continue reading →

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JFK Junior…Best Remembered

Posted on July 16, 2019 by

It was 20 years ago today, when John F. Kennedy Jr’s plane went down killing him, his wife Carolyn and her sister, Lauren Bessette. It was 56 years ago this coming November, when at the tender age of 3, he … Continue reading →

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A Flat Fourth of July

Posted on July 4, 2019 by

Despite our dear President’s tanks rolling down Pennsylvania Avenue like a bad action film, the 4th seems to be down several quarts; poignancy commemorating freedom on the lam. Makes me think of Teddy, our 26th President, when he sent the … Continue reading →

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Virginia Beach…May 31, 2019

Posted on June 2, 2019 by

12 dead in Virginia Beach. Been hearing in my head the song Neil Young wrote about the Kent State shooting on May 4, 1970… 4 dead in Ohio, though there’s no connection. Well, that’s not exactly true. Guns are guns, … Continue reading →

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Holy Thursday

Posted on April 18, 2019 by

It’s what Christians call, Holy Week, the mournful drum roll to Good Friday, when Jesus died on the cross. Holy Thursday commemorates The Last Supper, Jesus’s last meal, when he shared bread and wine with his Apostles to more or … Continue reading →

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Susannah’s Spring, Summer Reading List…2019

Posted on April 1, 2019 by

How I love to read. Aside from writing, it’s my favorite pastime. When someone says they don’t read, I’m utterly speechless. How can you possibly live without books? HOW? Not only do I love to read, but can’t wait to … Continue reading →

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A Few Things I Know

Posted on March 28, 2019 by

My friend Ed and I were discussing regrets over not being more attentive to friends who are no longer here. He felt sad over an actor he knew he hadn’t stayed in touch with, who died. It reminded me of … Continue reading →

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FIRE!

Posted on January 27, 2019 by

I’m standing at my front window taking notes watching a fire across the street. Not only is it terrifying, it’s incredibly entertaining. I know, what a thing to admit, but haven’t you heard, candor is the new black. Four trucks … Continue reading →

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