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Radio Nowhere
March 17th, 2015 by suzy in Family,Memories 2 Comments

Dad and Jonathan in Maine This is one of the batch of photos John very kindly sent me recently. It shows Dad and Jonathan in Maine. I’m guessing that Jonathan is about 6 in this photo, which would make Dad about 40. See? Kittenish! I am further guessing that this is on Otter Cliff, a […]

Memory Lane
February 4th, 2015 by suzy in Memories 1 Comment

Audrey woke me up from a vivid dream in which I was driving in the snow – which I have never done in real life – and came across my childhood home. In my dream, I asked to look around the old place. Needless to say, it was weird and not at all the way […]

Past & Present
October 22nd, 2014 by suzy in Country Life,Friends,Memories 1 Comment

Five years ago today, I moved into my little hippie hovel in Hooterville. My house used to be James’ (who built it) and Rose’s, and it seems only appropriate that I moved into the house on Rose’s birthday. As Mark said, she is everywhere here. On Sunday, Rose’s daughter Citlali, who is a member of […]

Seasonal decorations at Luna Trattoria How better to take a girl’s mind off pending unemployment than dinner and a movie with two of her favorite girls? As Megan and I set off for the Big Town, the rain that had been promised all day finally materialized, bucketing merrily down as Megan navigated the twisty roads. […]

August 18th, 2014 by suzy in Family,Memories 2 Comments

Dad and Megan “All the things I long for, those are not things in the future. Those are things in the past.” — Jo Nesbø Thirteen years ago, my life changed forever with one early morning phone call. I will never forget my sister’s tight, tense voice as she told me that our father was […]

Faux Pho
July 26th, 2014 by suzy in Cats,Cooking,House,Memories 1 Comment

I came home from a long day at the jobette on Tuesday to find Rob and his power tools hard at work in the bathroom, installing the extractor fan. In order for him to do that, I had to move things around in the storage loft above the bathroom, and remove a box of my […]

Feel It All Around
May 23rd, 2014 by suzy in Friends,Memories 3 Comments

Things have been on the dark side during these bright spring days. My boss/partner/friend of decades lost his father and aunt within days of each other; his uncle received Last Rites last night; my brother’s friend lost her mother just days after her first grandchild was born; and, lastly and most shockingly, my friend J […]

The Gift
March 17th, 2014 by suzy in Dogs,Family,Memories 2 Comments

Visiting the prisoner When Dad returned to his native England – about a dozen miles from where he grew up – he brought his muttley dog Jesse with him. He knew that Jesse was facing six months of jail, aka quarantine (which I think has now been abolished), but there was no way he was […]

August 18
August 18th, 2013 by suzy in Family,Memories 1 Comment

“As I walked away, he called to me, and when I turned back he said, “They’re never far from us, you know.” “Who?” I asked. “The dead. No more’n a breath. You let that last one go and you’re with them again.” — William Kent Krueger, Ordinary Grace We love you and miss you, Dad. […]

Past & Present
July 17th, 2013 by suzy in Memories 1 Comment

The other day, I was mixing a vodka and tonic, enjoying the civilized tinkle of ice in the glass and the refreshing scent of lime. For some reason, the sharp lime fragrance reminded me of the cocktails my parents used to have with friends of theirs, the Kixmillers. We often stopped off and stayed overnight […]

Dad’s Birthday
March 17th, 2013 by suzy in Dogs,Family,Memories 2 Comments

As always this time of year, Dad has been on my mind more than usual. Having said that, not a day goes by that I don’t think about him, and I don’t expect that to change. On Thursday, Megan and I shared a glass of wine and toasted Dad: “Here’s to the Old Bear. He […]

The Monkey’s Paw
January 10th, 2013 by suzy in Memories,Work 4 Comments

When my father died, all I wanted was to have him back. But I knew that if that wish were granted, it would be in a horrifying Monkey’s Paw manner – he would be an autopsied zombie knocking at my door instead of the delightful companion who walked with me on the moors, enjoyed the […]

Farewell, 2012 It’s really fun going back and seeing what happened during the year, even if it wasn’t that great a year, like this one. Pay cuts and grand jury summons do not make for a good year. Hopefully the new one will also be improved. Power outages: 6, including one in October due to […]

Days of Future Passed
September 25th, 2012 by suzy in Dogs,Friends,Memories 6 Comments

Long ago and far away I have been keeping in better touch with my former neighbor Patrisha since she lost her beloved dog Hamish, so I have recently learned more news about my old neighborhood. As you may remember, I used to live in the woodworking shop of a Victorian coffin factory. My front door […]

September 12th, 2012 by suzy in Memories,Work 4 Comments

It’s kind of surprising that I have gotten to this advanced age without having worked retail before. Or waitressed, for that matter. Nearly everyone I know has done either or both of these during their misspent youth. Looking back, I’m not completely sure how I escaped it, though I’m happy for those long ago diners’ […]

August 18th, 2012 by suzy in Family,Memories No Comments

Dad and Megan at our home in New York State, early 1970s Dad was never much of a swimmer. He’d edge gingerly into the water and finally, when it was inevitable, he’d plunge in – always keeping his head out of the water. He had a style all his own, a sort of determined, modified […]

May 19th, 2012 by suzy in Calamity Suzy,Cats,Family,Memories 4 Comments

The guilty parties I’m up earlier than I’d like. As usual. When I’d like: 8 am or so. When I am: anywhere from 4:30 to 6:00. If I don’t stop these bad habits, I will never attain my lifetime goal of idle rich. Also, a girl must surely need more beauty sleep as she gets […]

Mom’s Birthday
April 4th, 2012 by suzy in Family,Memories 2 Comments

Teeny picture of Mom at her parents’ house Today would have been my mother’s 80th birthday. She lost her long, valiant battle against cancer seven years ago this summer. She was a fighter, and fought until the end. Her ability to withstand pain and not complain about it was astounding. Sometimes I wonder whether she […]

March 17th, 2012 by suzy in Family,Memories 3 Comments

Today would have been my father’s 81st birthday. He never cared that much about his birthday – though he went along with how much I care(d) about mine; our plans for my 40th birthday were to go to Pompeii together, so I could be around things that were older than Me – and he would […]

February 15th, 2012 by suzy in Family,Memories 3 Comments

Ernest Raymond, my mother’s father, was not a mystery to me, or anyone who knew him. He was a charmer until his dying day. When he was in his 80s, more or less blind and bald, my grandmother would leave him sitting on a bench outside when we went shopping. Almost every single time, we’d […]