‘Til Death Do Us Part’

‘Til Death Do Us Part’  Jennifer Winthrop smiled all through the antipasti, the penne Florentine, the veal scaloppini, the tiramisu.…

A Matter of Conscience

A MATTER OF CONSCIENCE   “Mother! Do you know what time it is? The shuttle to Houston will be leaving…

KNIT ONE, PURL ONE

  …knit one, purl one…     At last I have the means to endure the endless dragging hours in…

DAY ONE

In 1994 I was a recent widow with too much time on my hands. I had tried my hand at…