Well, not actually from Owatonna. They were coming through from Florida on their way to Iowa and then to Minnesota last night, but to me they will always be from Owatonna. My Thanksgivings spent on Linn Drive with Nancy and her family are still fresh with smells and sounds and cold. Now she is retired […]

Twenty-five years ago today I was in agony. The ob. nurse had to get on top of me and help me push the baby out because I was so exhausted after 24 hours of labor. I was glad Dr. Roach told her to do that–he didn’t want to do surgery. He was tired–he had been […]

There is an author named Molly O’Neill who writes cookbooks. I guess I’m weird, but I like to read cookbooks. But that is not what I want to read by Molly O’Neill. First of all, I can’t think of a better name than Molly O’Neill. Then I found out that she is Paul O’Neill’s sister. […]

I’m forgetting how to do this, so I guess that means I need to start again. So I will make it a priority along with varnishing the living room floor at Kelley Ridge, putting scrounged decorative rock around the outside of the house at K.R., applying for jobs, and sleeping.