Yesterday was my birthday. I spent the day with my ten-month-old grandson, Baker. We alternated between playing with his stuffed 'my first basketball' while watching the March Madness games and him practicing walking. He gave me my first "Happy Birthday Grandma" card and reminded me why I need to stay healthy. Being with him was … Continue reading Happy Birthday to Me!
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Sunday Suppers
It was almost 9:30 on Friday night when the Amtrak train finally pulled into Penn Station in New York City. The eleven- hour ride from Durham was my first solo journey by rail. Our younger son, Ross, was twenty-eight and had lived in Manhattan for five years. I would spend the weekend with him before … Continue reading Sunday Suppers
