Category: Memories

A Last Goodbye

In February 2018, I wrote my Chasing a Dream story. In the story, I announced that I was separated from my wife Annette, after over forty years of being together. I do not like writing about very personal issues, especially because Annette is a very private person. However, we decided to stay in the home… Continue reading A Last Goodbye

Empty Sidewalks on Tobacco Road

Home where Danny was born and raised

This is a continuation of a previously published story that I wrote in 2012.  Please read The Summer of ’66 before reading this story; otherwise, it won’t make much sense.  Thanks! ~ Hugs, Danny The road to Tobacco Road had sidewalks, but there were none on Vittoria Road – or at least, none on the… Continue reading Empty Sidewalks on Tobacco Road

Are You a Polymath?

A ‘polymath’ is a person who is talented in many subjects.  Another term is more commonly known as ‘Jack of all trades.’  However, the latter is not a gender-neutral term, so I think that there should also have a ‘Judy of all trades.’ A third term is the ‘Jack/Judy of all trades, master of none,’… Continue reading Are You a Polymath?

Musical Fruit

Home where Danny was born and raised

Beans, beans, the musical fruit, the more you eat, the more you toot, the more you toot, the better you feel, so, eat your beans at every meal!  That was a poem that every kid learned as a rite of passage.  Actually, I’m referring to boys, not girls. Passing gas, passing wind, and tooting are… Continue reading Musical Fruit

Hidden In A Pocket

Have you ever put on a sweater, coat, or pair of pants that you hadn’t worn in a long time and found a twenty-dollar bill in the pocket? Or have you been thinking of someone you hadn’t seen in ages, and then suddenly, your phone rings and that person is on the line? ******* I… Continue reading Hidden In A Pocket

A Baby Boom in Oshawa

The world is on fire and some of you are watching it burn on television.  Others are cocooned in their homes, with drapes drawn and a No Solicitors sign attached to the front door. People are fearful of the coronavirus pandemic and many are getting exhausted by the stress. Rather than isolating yourself from the… Continue reading A Baby Boom in Oshawa

My Holly Golightly and Audrey Hepburn

Part 1 of 3  (Originally published April 2012) Last night, during a night of deep and peaceful sleep, I suddenly awoke to the most bizarre sight.  I sat upright on my bed and began hugging my pillow in terror. But first, let me give you a little background. Holly Golightly is a Coton de Tulear.  I… Continue reading My Holly Golightly and Audrey Hepburn

Any Gum, Chum?

Several years ago, I learned that during World War Two in England, children would ask the American soldiers for chewing gum by asking, “Any gum, chum?”  Bubble gum and other candies were not otherwise available to them. When I was very young, I remember my parents taking us to Niagara Falls for the day.  Next,… Continue reading Any Gum, Chum?