Hot Potato Game

I realized tonight that, for most of my life, my power has been like a hot potato in my hands. I’d stand there, popping it back and forth between both palms, jumping up and down looking for anyone to pass it to. “Oh God this is hot - here! You take it!” and I’d chuck [...]

By |2017-05-04T22:51:05-06:00March 20th, 2009|Reflections|2 Comments

Fast Woman

"Your grandmother was what we used to call a 'fast woman' in our day," his voice comes across the telephone line, wavering with a tinge of old age and tightening toward the end, trailing off lightly, his words wrapped in nostalgia. "And boy did she love to dance," he pauses for a moment before chuckling [...]

By |2017-05-04T22:51:05-06:00April 4th, 2008|Reflections|0 Comments
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