Author Archives: first person productions

By Carol J. Wechsler Blatter These were Dad’s words to my mom in her frustration about the lack of money to pay our bills on time and have a few dollars for extras.“Of course not.” Not having enough money is … Continue reading →

By Virginia Amis Like most kids, I had grown up eating peanut butter. Smooth or crunchy, alone or with strawberry jam, I did not care. My veins ran with the legume. At the time it was cheap and there were … Continue reading →

By Marlene Samuels In 1955, Polio raged through the densely populated Montreal neighborhood in which I was growing up. The vaccine hadn’t yet become available in our Canadian province even though it was already being administered in the United States. … Continue reading →

By Roberta (Bobbie) Johnson Jack was a really nice guy. I don’t remember where or how we met. In addition to my regular job as a clerical worker at General Electric, I was working one night a week as a … Continue reading →

By Andrew Halada My dad died in 1983. My mom, after living on the farm by herself for six years with the support of all my siblings, decided it was time to sell the homestead along with the 40 acres … Continue reading →

By Marty Laubach I have known Marty since the early 1970s; he’s a key member of my chosen family. When he shared this reflection with Facebook friends earlier this summer, I asked if I could publish it here. Thank you, … Continue reading →

By Sue Oakes We were about as far away from home as you could get.  The other side of the world to be exact.  It was 2008 and we were moving to Hong Kong!  I was trying to get into … Continue reading →

By Pat LaPointe I’ve never felt more excited about going out. Nineteen months inside. “OOH, my black stilettos. I can hardly wait to wear them again.” Shoe: “I shouldn’t care. If you want to break your neck, it’s your choice”. … Continue reading →