The Locker-Room Campaign

I thought that my last political post would have been the first and last words I had to say about the American 2016 Presidential campaign, but here I am, once again unable to keep my thoughts to myself.

OK, when I first heard that Donald Trump had used “Locker-Room talk”, I actually thought that someone was reporting on what he had said in the locker room! And even though I’m certainly no Trump fan, I found myself defending him against what I imagined was someone baiting a trap in the locker room to embarrass him. Continue Reading →

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Letter to my Sister

I have not seen you in over 40 years

March 11, 1947 you (Frances Joan Jennings) were born a blue baby. You were transferred to Boston for a transfusion. You had rheumatic fever but survived. You were the 4th living child of Elsie B. Milligan and Francis G. Jennings. Your siblings were: Thomas J. age 5, Elsie F. age 4, and me (Mary R. age 3).

I don’t remember when you were born but I think it was the same year that I had my tonsils out. And I do remember that. Continue Reading →

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Welcome Ruby

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RUBY

It’s been a little over a year since we lost Trilla, so I thought it might be time to update the “About Mary” page on my blog.

Although I didn’t think I was ready to get another dog after Trilla died, I received an email from my Veterinarian with a picture of an abandoned dog who looked exactly like Trilla. I fell immediately in love with her. Her name was Giorgia, she was 1 ½ years old and described as tranquil. She was in the Shelter in Florence and, of course, I had to have her. Continue Reading →

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The Elephant in Death Throes

As an Ex-Patriot for the last 13 years, I have refrained from commenting on the US elections. While I have cast my votes from abroad, I have to admit to paying little attention to the year and a half long circus that the media subjects us to every four years. However, this year I cannot stay silent. Continue Reading →

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