Archive for September 2012

Child of Mine

Child of Mine
Steve was resolute: one child.  I was resolute: two. I won.  And then some. My second child was engineered to be a girl, and yet he stubbornly resisted my kitchen chemistry machinations.  He burst into our life in 1983.  He was not like Pat- calm and self contained. He was stubborn, finicky and time intensive.... Read more »

The Last Word. And More.

The Last Word. And More.
In the past week, Chicagoans have been treated to Rahm’s faux “all that matters is the kids” public service announcement on TV. No one wants to see this. The Not-For-Profit that funded this media barrage is creating this parallel universe, because their leadership fired the first volley in the CTU-CPS war by crowing that they... Read more »

Coming, Going, Waiting

Coming, Going, Waiting
Summer ebbs, a reality that generally sends me to a vat of candy corn.  And caramel apples.  And chocolate…. But this autumn, we are ticking away the days until we greet our second grandchild.  What a counterpoint to any seasonal regrets.  October 6.  October 6.  Opal.  Like my Mom.  Libra.  Like my Mom. I have... Read more »
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No winners at all

No winners at all
I am a teacher.  It was my first job, and I loved it.  I remember many decades ago, arriving at Dondero High School, Royal Oak, Michigan to start my career.  I received instructions to go to the auditorium.  From my theater seat, I was told that the district was on strike, and I was to... Read more »

Summer in the City

Summer in the City
Two of my sons live in the city.  All of them work in the city, as do their wives, whom I treasure.  Henry starts his day with a stroll with Daddy in Ukranian Village.  Mike’s child will son be strolling his (her?) city block.  The daily tote board of gunshots and violence in Chicago impacts... Read more »