What brings a tear of joy to your eye?
For starters, I can’t get past the Kenny Loggins lyric inadvertently quoted here.
That’s a song filled with love.
What brings a tear of joy to your eye?
For starters, I can’t get past the Kenny Loggins lyric inadvertently quoted here.
That’s a song filled with love.
What profession do you admire most and why?
Writers of historical fiction have the patience and savvy of scientists. They unearth secrets from the past to share with us. It’s as painstaking a process as archaeology.
Only once the excavation is done does a narrative unfold. Wow.
List 30 things that make you happy.
Don’t let the number throw you! It’s a good thing. The more things to make you happy, the merrier.

30. Toddlers in the park
29. Flower beds
28. Linen napkins
27. Fine dining
26. Papaya King hot dogs
25. Sunny side up eggs
24. Describing the river
23. Creating a poem
22. Dancing
21. Dancing along to my favorite music
20. Singing along (always off key)
19. Exercise classes
18. Aqua exercises
17. Dance performances
16. Theatrical events
15. Symphonic concerts
14. The flute
13. The harp
12. Jazz
11. Rock
10. Bach
9. A good cup of joe
8. Murder mysteries [book]
7. Murder mysteries (tv)
6. Fresh pineapple juice
5. Certain sit-coms
4. Peaches and nectarines
3. A beautiful day
2. A rainy day
1. My husband




This handy little machine lives up to its name.
It is also a punny appellation.
It dries thoroughly and completely which those models that look like hand eaters really don’t.
Thin Air, now that is an accurate and great moniker!

1971 draws a blank for the moment.
In 1967, I had a roommate who matriculated. She was finished with her studies a year ahead of me.
It’s a little game, silly, really, that I like to try. The universe hands me a date and I connect it to a memory.
The idea is not just to stay sharp but also to keep the timeline of my personal history fresh.
The latter has a way of slipping as time passes. It comes in handy, keeping a grip on who I am.
Are you seeking security or adventure?

Adventureland was my favorite go-to as a child. I would happily drag my parents there every chance they gave me.
As a teen, I visited the World’s Fair so often it started to feel like home. My exploration of the place gave me security.
Adventure once you take to it can begin to feel familiar.
Describe your most memorable vacation.

I had traveled across much of Europe. I had visited London and Dublin and gone all over Israel. I really enjoyed a short stay in a ClubMed in Western Mexico.
And yet, none of that compares with the first trip we took as a couple. My now husband whisked me off to a long weekend in Newport RI.
A storm greeted us as we crossed the bridge to our destination. We had already slogged through an amazing traffic backup en route.
Of course, this would not have made the weekend notable.
The promise of our love and companionship is what flavored this trip and gave us the memories.
Over the years, we’ve taken many short hops in the eastern states, each a fond memory of joy and laughter.
This was just the beginning, and we all know that beginnings are special.
Who do you spend the most time with?
It is a boon to have the time and wherewithal to be able to lose oneself in thought.
It is a loss that brings us many gains.
The rush and whir of even the best company can be a distraction.
I value the distractions of society.

I learn from acquaintances as we pass aphorisms and chit-chat.
Being with my love and my friends brings me pleasure and joy.
I treasure these times but need my own time as well.
Time alone is as important to me as time spent with others.
Luckily, I spend the most of my time with myself.
It gives me the happenstance, time and grace for self-reflection.
Describe something you learned in high school.
My high school education allowed me to dabble.
I studied a variety of humanities.
I took Latin which I liked but oddly have not kept up with. Ave, Caesar!
I had a course in Russian. French was a favorite.
History gave me perspective.
Languages gave me voice.
What animals make the best/worst pets?

Creepy crawlies seem to appeal to some. Perhaps you’ve walked in the park and seen the pet-owner embraced by a rather large snake.
I cringed just writing this description. I guess that answers the “worst pets” part of the query. At least in part.
Rats, I read just this past week, are very affectionate. Not buying it. They fit my definition of creepies.
Now, what -or who- is the ideal pet? With whom do I want to share my home?
Wet noses and button eyes are very seductive, as is that head tilted quizzically sidewise.
Little dogs can be adorable but they are also frequently yappy. My favorite would be a pup who grew to 30 or 40 lbs.
I like a longish waggable tail, as well. It’s how your pet will tell his tale of happiness.
Let’s face it, we offer them so much of our affection, we want them to welcome us. A wag says “hi, so nice to see you.”