Today is the 46th anniversary of my grandmother Edna Rogers Krahenbuhl's death in Asheville, the 32nd anniversary of my cat Gingie's death in Woodstock, and the first anniversary of My Awful … [Read more...]

It is January 12, 2018. Today the U.S. Embassy in London, both the soon to be opened new one and the one in Grosvenor Square where I worked during the 1960's, is in the news because our president … [Read more...]

Today is January 8, 2018. It would be Robert's 94th birthday. I was signing books in Malaprops Bookstore in Asheville, and I looked up and saw a white-haired man smiling down at me. I should mention … [Read more...]

For me, it began the summer I turned 11, and ended sixty-one years later when, going on 73, I woke up disgusted with myself and wrote in my journal: "Please help me, I am going straight to Hell." The … [Read more...]

Today is December 14, 2017 The hill is a sheet of ice and it's too cold to go out if you don't have to. Yesterday I was struck by a provocative essay in Literary Hub by Emma C. Eisenberg. It was … [Read more...]

Today is December 10, 2017. But what of Zeb, brother of Waldo, son of Gerry and Chicklet? Gerry and Chicklet, parents of Zeb and Waldo. Above their picture, the breeder had written, "She has … [Read more...]

After I returned to the house with the box, I called Carl. Carl has been our caretaker for thirty years, starting when he was seventeen and mixing concrete for the stonemason building our chimney. Now … [Read more...]

Today is Saturday, December 9, 2017 The committee chairman was not pleased. A committee member had just phoned to say she was not coming because her dog had died yesterday and she was grieving. "She … [Read more...]

Today is December 8, 2017 If you look closely at this picture, you will see a cat sticking his profile in front of a drawing. I. It was early October 2017. My brother and sister in law were … [Read more...]

Today is September 25, 2017. In early September I had just about finished an essay/blog, but then the hurricanes came and my subject matter was the kind that could wait. My younger brother Rebel and … [Read more...]