Lots of jubilation in June and July was normal for our clan. Nine or ten months later, newborns often appeared! All three of my siblings were born in March. I was born in October. I've always been the odd one. My maternal grandfather was born in March. My son was born in March. This year, my granddaughter turns sweet sixteen on the 16th of March. Isn't she lovely?  Look at those blue eyes!

                                                                                                                                       Silly me… I’ve been called all sorts of names…   Sticks and stones may break my bones but words can never hurt me… ( unless they’re my own against myself ).  Words fascinate me…it’s in my genes.  My parents, both teachers, taught me well.  I was a sponge then, and still absorb as much as possible today.  It’s unlikely I’ll ever cease seeking knowledge. I don’t have a photographic memory working full steam, but I do synthesize data well.  Old editions of Dick Bolles’ What Color i...

Take note, please!  ...but I never knew... You're Watership Down ! by Richard Adams Though many think of you as a bit young, even childish, you're actually incredibly deep and complex. You show people the need to rethink their assumptions, and confront them on everything from how they think to where they build their houses. You might be one of the greatest people of all time. You'd be recognized as such if you weren't always talking about talking rabbits. Take the Book Quiz at the Blue Pyramid . Ha! This little quiz thinks it knows me! Ha! Ha! Try it for yourself.

            It’s the season to reminisce about family…  I’m a product of polar opposites, opposites who survived fifty years of marriage. Both taught school: one math, physics, chemistry; the other English, literature, drama. Dad, with great bravado, would whistle walking down the street.  He’d converse with total strangers.  This would embarrass Mom because she felt communicative only with a select circle of friends. It was an era when we were responsible for our own entertainment. Dad provided it splendidly, or at least the opportunity. He gave me and my bro bikes with gears, the first on the block. He bought an inlaid game table for checkers or chess. He bought us a piano, ice skates, a chemistry set, a crystal set radio, so on. Dad would also take us out on the town. Bro and I saw the Royal Canadian Mounted Police perform with their Lipizzaners.  Once, after a trip to the circus, Dad purchased a Shetland ...