For some reason, I’ve been thinking of my first apartment lately. It was awful, but I was so proud to have a place of my own. In an old house that had been divided into 4 apartments – mine was a 1 bedroom on the first floor, right off a freeway and in a somewhat…
One thing many people in Michigan grow up doing is playing games – in particular card games. Maybe it’s the long cold winters that has instilled this love of sitting down with a deck of cards. That’s as good of an excuse as any, I suppose. Fuck if I know. My Grandma taught me Canasta,…
We all have those moments where we have a choice to make, and looking back, you realize how impactful it was on where your life ended up. One of mine was a job I got through the Michigan unemployment office. I had been laid off (because I took off a summer to do the Fischer…
Everyone should have a person in their life who loves them no matter what and is always there for them. For me, that was my Grandma Harris. God I loved her, and I still do to this day. My Grandma Cotter died when I was about 7 or so, and she was very ill before…
My first car was an early 1960s, AMC Rambler. God I loved that car. My parents bought it for $100. They bought it because I had a broken leg, and all of our vehicles were manuals, so I couldn’t drive them, and the AMC had an automatic transmission. I was involved in many extracurricular activities.…
I went to my senior prom with Mike (Hairy Butt) Doriean. I have a feeling he was pressured into asking me by mutual friends, but hey, I got to go to the prom. (His middle moniker was due to information I was given by Pat Gray, who shared a few theatrical dressing rooms with Mr.…
My poor left leg has suffered so much. I don’t know why it seemed to always be the target of some disaster or another. Happily, by the time I hit my 30s the trauma abated, but before that … When we moved to Bangor Township, I was able to walk to school – one day,…
My Dad and my stepmom had a cottage on Long Lake (Michigan). (The family still has one but it is another cottage – a much nicer, larger cottage.) This first cottage was nothing fancy, to say the least. It did not even have an inside toilet! At least not at first. But hey, the outhouse,…
Thoughts from a Fat Old Lady 