Summer until . . . .

Although most of my childhood recollections are pleasant, today I am sharing one which is not—my memory of that frightening shadow which touched down each year in early August as I was growing up, and mysteriously lifted weeks later with the first frost. Our oldest child was born in 1954.  A year later, Dr. Jonas Salk introduced the vaccine which would prevent [...]

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Late winter reflections . . . .

Here in Wisconsin, illness is an early sign of spring—at least it has always been that for me.  My husband is “down” with a respiratory infection, and I’ve been wandering around like a zombie with a fever of 101 degrees and a sinus infection. Late winter!  As clear as yesterday in my mind are those ominous signs [...]

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