All Posts Tagged Tag: ‘family’

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  Trip Report: San Francisco to Mammoth

  Mammoth Trip Report My dad recently turned 80, so his friends wanted to throw him a party. Due to a history of altitude sickness and a dislike of mountain driving, I really don’t visit Mammoth frequently, but I was particularly motivated for this trip. Dad …

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• The Beeping

  My mother complained yesterday that something in the house was beeping. My iDevices were all happy, so I ignored it and went back to catching up on Anthony Bourdain episodes of The Layover. Later, she mentioned something to Rick, who then set off trying to …

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  Faye, RIP

  My mother-in-law, Faye Dalton, died Dec. 22 at the age of 87. Here she is in 1966 with Art, Rick’s father.

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• A Visit With Writers and My Thoughts from Last Night

  Last night, I went to go see my Clarion classmate, Catherine Holm read from her collection, My Heart Is a Mountain and talk about yoga practices in writing. Karen Joy Fowler [1], one of our Clarion instructors, was also there, as well as Cat’s brother …

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• New Pictures from an Old Trip

  In 1996, my first husband (Richard Savino) and I went to Newgrange with my father on our wedding trip. Today, I got a CD with scans of the photos (some of which I’d taken), including some I’d never seen. One of those photos was of …

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• Theft: One Palm Tree

  My mother wanted one thing for her birthday: a palm tree. A very specific palm tree. She didn’t actually get it on her birthday, which fell on a Thursday, but we did get it to her shortly thereafter. A good thing, because mom was told …

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• Cancer: Symptom to Cure in 19 days

  My mother recently discovered she had cancer. It went like this: October 19, she called the Kaiser advice nurse. October 20, she had an appointment to see her Ob-Gyn. October 26 (her birthday, unfortunately), she gets the news she’s got endometrial cancer. Nov 1, she …

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• Richard Savino, 1945 – 1996

  Today is the tenth anniversary of my first husband’s death. Though I’ve been remarried more than half that time, there are certain days each year that don’t seem to get any easier. This is one of them. I woke up early, drank coffee, took vitamins, …

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