Author: katie

  • Mr. Willard’s Going Home – Part I

    Some stories just stick in your head. They might not seem like real stories at the time, just things you know you want to remember, because although they don’t all ‘come together’ in meaning for you at that point in life, you know they’re important enough to remember, that somehow there is a lesson to…

  • The Whorehouse That Gave S & H Greenstamps

    I don’t know that I ever told you all about my hometown. Make no mistakes, there were some mighty nice things about that place. For many folks who lived there…it was a good place to work and live, raise yer family. Folks kinda looked out for one another; in fact, some folks might claim that…

  • Murder and Mad Dogs in the Swamp

    (All names have either been changed or omitted to protect….whoever) I keenly remember something that happened when I was a child because it sort of rocked my safe and secure world. I think it’s the first time I can remember hearing anyone talk of murder. I knew what it was from reading, or hearing things…

  • Where I Came From

    At Baptist Hospital, in the heart of the Big Easy, on the same day that Nelson Mandela was celebrating his 31st birthday, a little girl was born. Her name, though not one she would keep for long, was Emily Claire Horn. Emily didn’t go home from that hospital to a Mama and a Papa and…

  • Pour mon bon ami, le danseur . . .

    If I were to characterize the purpose of Doc’s life, I suppose it could be summed up in the words of George Bernard Shaw: “You see things as they are and ask, “Why?”. I dream things that never were and ask, “Why not?”. When Daily got diagnosed with bipolar disorder, Manic, I suppose it would…

  • Kate’s Christmas Gift to Me

    Quote For Brenda, who I’ve never met, but who I understand likes the stories about Kate….Merry Christmas! Many years ago, on this date my grandmother – the real Kate – died. The first Christmas without her was very hard, Being young and never touched by tragedy or death before then, I couldn’t understand how I…

  • Huck and the Christmas Miracle

    In case you hadn’t noticed, I esteem Anais Nin for her courage and abandon in living life. She followed her spirit – to whatever heights or depths it took her and reveled equally in both. That is the way to lead your life, nothing held back, no reservations – just hungry for life and all…

  • This is just my temporary home

    Driving in the rain at night. Wondering what direction to head – where to go. Debating whether all is over – all is lost like some dream of yesterday that is fading faster than your will to hang on to it. Waiting to see what each day will bring. Feeling powerless, isolated and uncertain. Surely…

  • The Dark Night of the Soul

    Quote What we call the beginning is often the end And to make and end is to make a beginning. The end is where we start from. And every phrase And sentence that is right (where every word is at home, Taking its place to support the others, The word neither diffident nor ostentatious, An…

  • Samhain

    Tonight, at sunset begins a ancient tradition that began thousands of years ago with the Celtic people. It is called Samhain, (pronounced Sow-en). It is one of the Celtic high holy days, and actually is November 1. Since the Celts used a lunar calendar however, the celebrations always begins at sunset on the eve of…