Monthly Archives: September, 2012

Dr. Mom

“As God made them, the devil matched them.” Mom’s idiom for misbehaving compatriots described how I felt about coughs and cough syrup.  Just when a cough had convinced a child that death had arrived with its sickle, cough syrup came along to hasten the violence.  Cough syrup should be avoided at all costs.  Nothing tastes worse. Suppressing a cough became an art form. …

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“A mother is the truest…

“A mother is the truest friend we have, when trials heavy and sudden fall upon us; when adversity takes the place of prosperity; when friends desert us; when trouble thickens around us, still will she cling to us, and endeavor by her kind precepts and counsels to dissipate the clouds of darkness, and cause peace to return to our hearts.”
Washington Irving

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Mom and Elvis

August 16th, 1977.  I was watching tv when the newscaster broke into the show to announce Elvis’ death.  It was the weirdest feeling.  There I was sprawled out on our multi-green, three-inch shag rug, half starving.  With a couple of weeks between me and the sixth grade, I had determined to be as thin as Cher by the time …

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