Author Archives: first person productions

By Howard Tanzman   I had just returned from my father’s funeral when the landline phone rang. “Hello,” I answered. “Are you Howard and is your mother’s name, Pauline?” the caller asked. “Yes. And who is this?” “I’m your cousin,” … Continue reading →

By Howard Bowman I remember the exact moment. It occurred on the South Branch of the Oconto River a few miles south of Chute Pond in Northeastern Wisconsin. I was pushing 70 at the time. He was on the long … Continue reading →

By Ellen Magee Thirteen years ago, during the Willy Street Fair, I was collecting signatures on a petition standing on the corner of Willy Street and Ingersoll Street.  My son’s childhood karate teacher, Master Fields, walked over and said, “Weeell, … Continue reading →

By Suzy Beal This is the 15th episode of a travel memoir that is unfolding, one chapter each month, here on True Stories Well Told. Stay tuned for more of the adventure as teenage Suzy’s family moves to Europe, builds … Continue reading →

By Mona Jean Harley It was 1972 in April, on a Sunday afternoon.  I was 7 years old.  My parents had taken a typical Sunday afternoon nap, and Mom had taken the phone off the hook so a call would … Continue reading →

During the writing retreat I led at Windhorse Farm in Nova Scotia last May, I guided participants to write a memoir essay, adding and shaping each day as we discussed aspects of good writing. This is Violet’s.   By Violet Moran … Continue reading →

An excerpt from a reminiscence first published on Mixed Metaphors, Oh My! By Linda Lenzke One can already see the sun’s position in the sky changing and its effect on daylight. Soon too, the leaves will change from their verdant hues … Continue reading →

By Suzy Beal This is the 14th episode of a travel memoir that is unfolding, one chapter each month, here on True Stories Well Told. Stay tuned for more of the adventure as teenage Suzy’s family moves to Europe, builds … Continue reading →