Poodle Skirts on Parade Hill: Halloween, 1980
Mr. Gabe Jeantheau, beloved fifth grade teacher at Center School, nicknamed us the “Tea Party Ladies.” We were the last people anyone...
Bulldogs & Cheese Puffs
“What are these, Dadah?” “Oh, those…just put those over there, just My siblings and I sorted through the photos, and we got quite an...
Going Places with Kids
The annual Pennoyer drive from Connecticut to Disney World in 1982 was not delayed by a stomach flu that swept through our family with a...
Birds, Bees & Cialis Ads
I'm in the pickup line at my son's middle school, and I have fifteen minutes before dismissal to go through today's mail, which I grabbed...
Snowy Days
My husband can’t understand why I don’t enjoy playing in the snow. I’m forty-three, and I will now go sledding for a bit with my own...
Days with Garmie
My grandmother used to shoot squirrels off her bird feeder with a BB gun. Between that and the glass peanut butter jar of water (a.k.a....
Post-Holidaze for the Ladies: The Re-Gifter
You know her because she is everywhere. She is your friend, colleague, relative, neighbor, boss, hairdresser, and doctor. Even you,...
The Handwritten Thank-You Note: A Rare Breed
When was the last time you sent a handwritten note to anybody? I'm not talking about a post-it with a honey-do list or a note to your...
