Category Archives: memoir

MY FATHER WAS AN IMMIGRANT

My father was an immigrant. He escaped Germany and came to the United States in 1937. He didn’t talk much about his past, but he did tell about his first sighting of the Statue of Liberty. How beautiful, how great, … Continue reading

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OLD FRIENDS

Last night I dreamed about old friends. It happens occasionally; at 64, there is more behind me than ahead, and my past covers a lot of ground. This dream was different though. Where usually I get caught up in the … Continue reading

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CHRISTMAS IN CANADA

When I was 18, in the fall of 1969, I moved to from the US to Canada. I went for the weekend and stayed 10 years.  My first Christmas away from home was a little bleak. I was living in … Continue reading

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LIFE THROUGH AMBER: Mother

I called her Mommy until I started high school. One day when I was 12, she took me aside and told me to use her name, Mary Elizabeth, which I did from then on. My heart barely remembers how it … Continue reading

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LESSON FROM THE 107 YEAR OLD MAN

Today would have been  my father’s 107th birthday. He was German. He risked his life to leave Berlin and come to New York City during Hitler’s rise to power. When the U.S. entered World War II, he joined the American army … Continue reading

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DREAMLAND POEMS 1 & 2

Dreamland 1 Dreams float just beneath the surface, obscured by the reflections of today.     Dreamland 2 Dreams linger at the edge of my consciousness like scenes in my peripheral vision as I speed along the road:   When … Continue reading

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ALCOHOLISM: NOT AS BAD AS KARL

I knew I had a drinking thing, but I didn’t call it a problem. There’s an old joke found primarily on tee shirts: I don’t have a drinking problem. I drink, I get drunk, I fall down. No problem. That … Continue reading

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PARTY ON THE PLACID RIVER! COME AS YOU ARE

  Welcome to my little Virtual Launch Party. My mystery, Placid River Runs Deep, comes out on Amazon today. (See it here.) Grab a glass of champagne (or more likely cup of coffee if it’s as early for you as it … Continue reading

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BODY MIND… SOUL

            The body is pain, The mind is fear, The soul is God. Painless, fearless God.   In my vision, my soul was made of water. It’s shape was vague; rainbow colors striped both arms … Continue reading

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THE ARCHITECTURE OF EARLY SPRING

Spring in Portland, Oregon comes early. February is a magical month, where crocuses bloom and Japanese quince burst their coral buds. It begins with the snowdrops, one unseasonably warm and sunny day, and progresses in between rain storms to a … Continue reading

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