What Lingers Forever

When in grade and high school, I earned “nicknames” from a certain few. Twiggy, Jolly Green Giant, and variations of my last name. At the time, I was thin and tall for my age (5’9″ by 9th grade) and my last name was not a simple “Smith” that everyone knew. I also was picked on for wearing glasses and an overbite, neither of which helped with personal esteem or confidence in self. I was never self-assured in school, never partRead more

Identity: What Did I Miss?

I’m staring at the ID card I’ve had for several years. This card tells everyone Mary is a permanent employee for a state government agency and assigns an ID number. It also contains one of the few ID or driver’s license photos in which I don’t appear to have woken from a two-day drunk. ID stands for “identity,” but you wouldn’t learn much about me from the plastic rectangle that is clipped to a piece of wardrobe Monday through Friday.Read more

#WATWB: Musical Art

By the time that this post is read, the pianos will be gone from New York City until next June. However, in keeping with the theme of We are the World Blogfest, which is to spread light over the dark of the world, this initiative was too good not to share. From http://www.metro.us: There are many signs that summer’s practically upon New York City, but one of the most colorful — and creative — is the annual roll out ofRead more

Getting Poked with a Sharp Stick

“The dream begins, most of the time, with a teacher who believes in you, who tugs and pushes and leads you on to the next plateau, sometimes poking you with a sharp stick called truth.” ~Dan Rather~ It’s the end of the school year for most children and teenagers in the Northern Hemisphere, and the beginning of summer fun and dreams. I hope everyone has been poked with a stick at some point in school…by a teacher who stuck outRead more

A Time of Change

And so it goes this time of year, when September rolls around. Plant life doesn’t look quite as good as it did in July. Vegetation and humans are marching toward a new season, a new time. It’s a time for dark red leaves and white berries and wondering how many days are left for a spin on the trail. It’s time for the last vestiges of trail-side flowering, and for the sun to sink a little deeper than it did atRead more

It is Near

The smells, the color, the coolness of fall is near. I don’t feel it today because it is well into the 80’s and humid. It’s been this way since Monday and not expected to let up until Sunday or Monday. Summer is keeping a tight grip, refusing to let go. I welcome it, although it’s meant that the windows are closed and the A/C runs 24/7. But that doesn’t keep mother nature’s fall from turning Queen Ann’s Lace into dried-upRead more