As I look at my two first-place metal plaques from the 1992 Hampton Classic Horse Show, I think longingly about my riding and competing days. The medals have the familiar gold Hampton Classic logo in the middle on a red background, blue border, and...
My ocean town struggles
to pick up leaves,
offer summer school,
and keep our library open.
Every day now
more men stand
at the railroad station,
waiting to be chosen for work.
Because it’s thought
the Hispanics will work for less...
Corelli paused for a moment, his black eyes seizing hers. Then he broke into a wide smile.
Louise tried to return the smile but only did so with a feeling that made her wonder if she looked foolish...
The whole trip had gone badly. It was her idea to get away for a week in Geneva, but Martin only reluctantly agreed at the last minute when he suddenly announced that he needed to be in Sicily for a few days.
“We could tack it onto the...
Victoria, an 84-year-old Iraqi Jewish widow, is hosting her first cooking class and hopes, against all odds and reason, that the only student who shows up might be the child of the daughter she gave up for adoption many years before.
“Never hand me any art projects while I am on the toilet. Wait until you hear a flush and my hands are dry. Just don’t open the door. Don’t. When you are older you will be glad I asked you to do this.”
From my fourth-floor lanai I watch them enter. Men clad in white and blue jackets, colorful ties and pressed pants; women in evening gowns and fancy purses, decked out in glitter and gold, their hair beautifully coiffed, as if they’ve just...