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One Afternoon

Some memories bring such a rush of delight, and this is one, added to by time and the joy of the occasion … ONE AFTERNOON the summer of mother’s yellow hat flies into memory                                     on the width of the wind … Continue reading

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She Sang Swannee River in the Morning

I’ve been thinking of my mother recently (she’s the subject of my book ‘A Bedroom of Searchlights’), and remembering her eccentricities. I’m sure all of us keep our parents in memory for special things they did, or were … SHE … Continue reading

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