The summer I was 10, my father received some mysterious phone calls. Calls that have stuck with me.
childhood memories
Memories of Dad
Life is fleeting, moving swiftly along through good times and bad; leaving behind memories. . .
Star Wars: The first time
We were told to stay put while our parents went out to dinner. But staying put was not going over well with us . . . They left us with directions to stay home while they went out to dinner. They also left us with cars. The directions to stay home, coupled with the access … Continue reading Star Wars: The first time
Haunted Houses, do you believe?
Do you believe in ghosts? or haunted houses? I do. The funny thing is that I'm not really superstitious and not likely to believe most ghost stories but since I lived in one once, I do believe. I'd like to say that the house was a part of my youthful imagination, but I'm not the … Continue reading Haunted Houses, do you believe?
Pretty Julie is gone
When I was 15, my parents moved us to my 8th home. My parents stayed their for 34 years, so our neighbors became a part of our lives. For a period of time, our closest friends were our neighbors up the street. My sister, Mary, gained a best friend in Theresa, and our family gained … Continue reading Pretty Julie is gone
Childhood Memories: My Lobster Story
As we jumped up and down and encouraged the lobsters to move as quickly as possible, I realized that the lobsters had no way of opening the back door let along making it the 50 miles from our house to the ocean.
Anne's Writing Life 