Tempus Fugit: Remembering Cheryl T- 50 Years Later, Part the Third


As I stood there, Cheryl gave me a quick hug, then stepped back a few steps, her eyes fixed on me. Then, without a moment’s hesitation, Cheryl straightened up and unbuttoned her pink sweater. Even though it was cold and her blouse was made from the same material as my shirt, she doffed the sweater and held it out to me.

I must have shaken my head or made another gesture of protest because Cheryl looked at me sternly and handed me the sweater.

Knowing that I didn’t speak English fluently but intuiting that I understood body language, Cheryl mimicked someone putting on a sweater. She did this once, twice, and when she saw that I was reluctant to don the sweater – I didn’t want her to get cold, either – she did the Marcel Marceau bit one more time. “It’s cold, sweetie. Please, Alex, put it on,” Cheryl said.

I wanted nothing more in the world but to please her – and see her smile again – so I nodded in assent, took the sweater from her hands, and put it on, clumsily and with some effort because I was cold and nervous. It felt soft, warm, and smelled lightly like lilacs – not exactly a manly scent, to be sure – and it was the nicest thing that had happened to me at Coral Park since the beginning of the school year.

Tempus Fugit: Remembering Cheryl T. – 50 Years Later, Part the Second


Last Time, on Remembering Cheryl T….. “You can love someone so much…But you can never love people as much as you can miss them.” ― John Green “There’s no love like the first.” ― Nicholas Sparks When I was nine years old and a third-grader at Coral Park Elementary School, I fell in love withContinue reading “Tempus Fugit: Remembering Cheryl T. – 50 Years Later, Part the Second”

Musings & Thoughts for Thursday, November 10, 2022, or: Storms, Stress, Movies, and Other Things on My Mind


The Passage of Nicole Hi, there, Dear Reader. As I write this, I’m sitting at the kitchenette table in the house where I live in Fish Hawk Ranches, a sprawling planned community within the city limits of Lithia, Florida. It is a chilly, gloomy, and rainy day in the Tampa Bay area. Thanks to theContinue reading “Musings & Thoughts for Thursday, November 10, 2022, or: Storms, Stress, Movies, and Other Things on My Mind”

Musings & Thoughts for Wednesday, November 9, 2022, or: Keeping a Wary Eye on Tropical Storm Nicole!


Life in Hurricane Alley Here we go again. I have lived in Florida for more than 50 years; I was born in Miami almost 60 years ago, then left the United States at some point in 1966 with my mom – Vicky, my older half-sister, was away at a Catholic all-girls’ boarding school in Parkersburg,Continue reading “Musings & Thoughts for Wednesday, November 9, 2022, or: Keeping a Wary Eye on Tropical Storm Nicole!”

Tempus Fugit: Fractured Memories of Halloween 1972


“There are moments when I wish I could roll back the clock and take all the sadness away, but I have the feeling that if I did, the joy would be gone as well.” ― Nicholas Sparks, A Walk to Remember Fifty years ago, when I was nine (going on 10) years old, I livedContinue reading “Tempus Fugit: Fractured Memories of Halloween 1972”

On Books & Reading: The Joy of Reading (and Rereading) Books…It’s in My DNA!


On Books and Reading “If one cannot enjoy reading a book over and over again, there is no use in reading it at all.”― Oscar Wilde Over the years, as I have grown older, grayer, and more set in my ways, I’ve noticed how many habits I have that are like those of my momContinue reading “On Books & Reading: The Joy of Reading (and Rereading) Books…It’s in My DNA!”

Tempus Fugit: Where Were You in October of ’72?


Where I Was in  October of ’72…. (A Tempus Fugit Gig) “Seasons change, people grow together and apart, life moves on. You will be OK, embrace it.” ― Alexandra Elle, Words from a Wanderer Author’s Note: In less than three days (as I write this, at any rate) it will be my late mother’s 94thContinue reading “Tempus Fugit: Where Were You in October of ’72?”

Musings & Thoughts for Monday, October 3, 2022, or: First Monday in October


Hi there, Dear Reader. It’s Monday, October 4, 2022, and it’s a lovely subtropical autumn day here in Lithia. It’s not too hot outside, it’s sunny, and there’s a nice breeze. In fact, if I can somehow muster some enthusiasm, I might even put on my shoes – I am already dressed and not inContinue reading “Musings & Thoughts for Monday, October 3, 2022, or: First Monday in October”

Musings & Thoughts for September 26, 2022, or: Keeping a Weather Eye on Hurricane Ian


One of the things that I hate the most about living in Florida – any part of Florida, at that – is that its geographic location makes it a frequent target for tropical cyclones. Just look at a map of North America and you’ll see why the Sunshine State – also known as “America’s DroopyContinue reading “Musings & Thoughts for September 26, 2022, or: Keeping a Weather Eye on Hurricane Ian”

Musings & Thoughts for Thursday, September 22, 2022, or: Well, I Guess Blogging Isn’t a TOTAL Waste of Time…..


Hi, there, Dear Reader. It’s late morning here in Lithia, Florida (a smallish city in the Tampa Bay area that is home to a sprawling planned community called Fish Hawk Ranches), and even though I’ve been up and about for almost two hours, I’m sleepy and tired. I had another restless night in which IContinue reading “Musings & Thoughts for Thursday, September 22, 2022, or: Well, I Guess Blogging Isn’t a TOTAL Waste of Time…..”