by Carole Duff | Aug 4, 2011 | Family |
When first arriving at Vanaprastha, we routinely take inventory: trees still standing guard, new vegetation growing? What’s in the refrigerator, what did we bring, and what do we need? I’m a relatively good day-to-day maintenance person, but can honestly...
by Carole Duff | Jul 26, 2011 | Local or Human Interest |
We waited in what was once a formal living room located to the right of the entrance hall in an old Victorian house on Main Street. Floor-to-ceiling bookcases with stern-looking volumes now defined the space, the law firm’s library. Sitting opposite one another,...
by Carole Duff | Jul 19, 2011 | Dogs & Other Creatures, Family |
When I was ten, Beauty died. “It’s time,” my parents told us three girls. Mother shuttled my younger sister Leslie and my older sister Jane into the old purple Studebaker and drove off leaving my father and me to take care of Jane’s first dog. Looking like a...
by Carole Duff | Jul 13, 2011 | Family |
Whenever my Mother’s sister walked into the kitchen with cooking on her mind, we headed for the hills: Daddy to work, Mother to the back-bedroom for a long bath, and we girls to the great outdoors but, like curious puppies, staying close enough to listen and sniff....
by Carole Duff | Jul 8, 2011 | Local or Human Interest, Writing and Reading |
Straight on Main Street, left on Courthouse Square, right into parking lot. Check hair, teeth, lipstick, and gather interview materials. Walk around orange-taped construction barriers and read signs. Which building? I’m not from these parts. The email had said,...
by Carole Duff | Jul 1, 2011 | Family |
Every work day, my husband comes home, changes out of suit into sweats, and either does his weight workout in the basement or dons his reading glasses and sits down to play chess. On the dining room table off to his right, Keith places a tattered book, its cover...
