Not wanting to make the same mistake twice, from the second night on, binoculars dangled from one of our necks anytime we left our hotel room. Our fourth night out, we were back at the Olympic Saddledome. There we watched as The Soviet Union crushed Czechoslovakia in ice hockey. The final score 6-1. It wasContinue reading “Bringing Out the Best”
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In the Olympic Spirit
From my journal: February 15, 1988 Redondo Beach, California “In two days we leave for Calgary to see the XV Winter Olympics!….Can’t wait!” We arrived at the Calgary International Airport on the fourth day of the 1988 Winter Olympics and were bussed into the city center with a dozen of other Apple Computer folks, whoContinue reading “In the Olympic Spirit”
Suits Me to a Tea
I can count at least twelve brands and twenty-nine varieties of Camellia Sinensis and tisanes in our pantry right now. Why so many? Why not? Each kind is unique and offers a different experience. Whether it be Oolong, Rooibos, Puerh, Green, Black or White… the square, round or pyramid shaped fiber filled sachet packed withContinue reading “Suits Me to a Tea”
A Restless Evening
We moved to Rolling Hills Estates, a city located about 20 miles southwest of Los Angeles in the spring of 1993. Feeling overwhelmed, this was our fourth residence in just three years. We initially chose this area for it’s location to work and family. With the exception of the proliferation of squawking peacocks, it turnedContinue reading “A Restless Evening”
Just As it Should Be
There’s really only one thing to do when you make a wrong turn and end up going in a direction not intended….and that is stop…and turn around. Sometimes, however, it is easier said than done. Pulling a U-ie, my dad gave the rotary another try. Then, another. My mom snapped off the radio just asContinue reading “Just As it Should Be”
Summer Fun
School had just let out for the summer. I had nothing to worry about and nothing to do. Because ten, yes ten glorious weeks of “Saturdays” lay ahead. With the exception of just one. From my diary entry June 22, 1973 Pittsfield, Massachusetts “We’re going to the Cape to see Uncle Jimmy and Aunt Bev…can’tContinue reading “Summer Fun”
Remembering Dad
I knew something was wrong as soon as we pulled up in front of my brother-in-law and sister-in-law’s house and parked at the curb. Normally our niece and nephew would fly out the front door and run over the grassy front lawn to greet us. This time it was their mom who stood there onContinue reading “Remembering Dad”
Dog Gone
It was our second Sunday there. Just eight days earlier, moving vans deposited our belongings into a two-story white painted house on a quiet cul-de-sac in the Silicon Valley. Our third move in less than two years, we felt like pros. Our furniture was arranged, our clothing and wares were put away. Even the boxes thatContinue reading “Dog Gone”
A Remembrance
From my journal: May 27, 1994 Rolling Hills Estates, California “Looking forward to the long weekend…will be going to Ella & Ralph’s for a cookout.” I have to admit that in the past I was always happy when Memorial Day rolled around. But… it was more about having the day off, getting together withContinue reading “A Remembrance”
The Next Steps
Our initial meeting included our match specialist, her mom, and grandmother. Wearing cowboy boots, jeans and a spunky attitude, my Little Sister answered questions easily. A scientist or race car driver is what she wanted to be. And her all-time favorite animal? A cat! Really? One criterion for matches is common interests. So I’d haveContinue reading “The Next Steps”
A Journal Journey 