Still Advocating
Writings of a retired educator, advocate, & baby boomer

I hope I look as good as my mother did when I turn 80.

Funerals were forbidden when I was growing up. They were mysterious events my parents attended with other adults. My first introduction...

Finally reproduced her cake in 2015 A few months after my mother died, I decided to bake her chocolate cake from scratch. My...

I recently saw a Facebook post that posed the question “What is One Thing You Wish You Could Change About Your Wedding?” I was a young...

During a recent hospitalization, someone came into my room and asked me that. Without my iPhone close at hand, I panicked for a second....

We opened the wall In 1624, John Donne wrote, “No man is an island, entire of itself.” Of course, he was writing about the...

It is my first “where were you when this happened” memory. On November 22, 1963, when President John F. Kennedy was assassinated, I was...

Thanksgiving 1989 My children would probably say that I am a lot like my mother (pictured above). By the time they were old enough to...

Part One: My Childhood At my writers’ group, we talked about a challenge suggested by Nina Raskin: Think about who sat at your table from...

This memoir is dedicated to my writing group I was born with black hair. Unlike my beloved cousin Annette, my mother didn’t have to cover...