Monthly Archives: October 2016

Sales Now and Then

Since my book is about a move from the United States to the Soviet Union because of the difficulties encountered by my grandparents during the Great Depression, I began to think about how people survive today when money is tight. You cut … Continue reading

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Toilet Paper and the End of Civility- Repost

For those of you who also read my other blog, “Mommysmeanderings,” todays post has been borrowed from there. I was thinking of my grandmother recently while I was brushing my teeth. Grandma was crafty—perhaps I got just a few of her … Continue reading

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We Do Our Best

“For us, they packed up their few worldly possessions and traveled across oceans in search of a new life.”–President Obama. I was watching the inauguration when I heard those words uttered by President Obama back in 2009. My father was … Continue reading

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My 21st Century Pen Pal

I visited London twice. The first time my husband and I did not venture beyond the boundaries of the city, while the second time we explored Southampton and Gillingham. Both times we left longing to return because of our new-found … Continue reading

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How It All Began

I have mentioned on several occasions that this book began as a letter to my children which I eventually assembled into a fifty page story. At some point, I learned that “there were too many documents at the National Archives … Continue reading

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I Had to Pick Up the Phone

I did something this week, and after the tasks were completed, I thought to myself, “You did this because of Dad.” I even spoke to my mother and told her that I did something that reminded me of him. What … Continue reading

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I Can Take It- Really I Can

When I was asked to join a book club several years ago, I initially rejected the idea thinking that no one was going to dictate what I read. I had my favorites—John Grisham, Steve Martini, Patricia Cornwell, and Janet Evanovich—which … Continue reading

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