Never Forgotten Stories

Prior to his death, Dad used to say The stories I have told will die with me. No one will ever tell them again. My sister Lindy and I did everything we could to reassure him that we would keep his stories alive and indeed that is part of what this blog is about. […]

Walking on Egg Shells (The Sequel)

In case it wasn’t enough to have to deal very carefully with our mother Mary, we also had to walk on eggshells around our father’s second wife Beatrice. We learned right away that the wrong word could send Beatrice into her bedroom with the door slammed loudly. If things were particularly distressing to Beatrice, twenty […]