Category Archives: Guest writer

By Gloria Sinibaldi  I called him Charlie although I didn’t know his real name. He had poor posture and an unruly beard, an older gentlemen, with tangled hair that grew over his ears and down the back of his neck. … Continue reading →

By Lois Lawler One of the themes presented in Guided Autobiography is “Gender and Sexuality”. One version of the prompting questions for this theme begins with this observation: “Our ideas about what it means to be a woman or a … Continue reading →

By Jan Wheaton Following my Monday writing class each week, I process and visualize ideas until my subject begins to take shape. There I was Thursday morning, moving around a bit while waiting at the eye doctor for my husband. … Continue reading →

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 →