It was 1865. The war had ended but, of course, it hadn’t. It would never end. The scar would still be visible a century or more later. The victors would write the history of the conflict trying to be balanced and generous but not succeeding. How could they? They won. We lost. But for Mary Delphine Fayard the loss was more than about battles and political conflict. It was about family....<< MORE >>

I discovered the delta last week hiding at the top of my closet, pushed way back like some dark secret waiting to be revealed at the worst possible moment. It was clear proof that the Human Genome Project is not yet finished, for the crumpled rip-stop nylon fabric stuffed away on the shelf is unmistakable evidence of our family’s kite gene.<< MORE >>

I’ve been thinking a lot lately about death – mostly because I’ve been consumed by the study of family.<< MORE >>

The uranium stock certificates hang on the wall over my desk ... << MORE >>

if you had told me that what I was getting that Christmas were memories I would have thought you slightly “tetched in the head” as they once said. ... << MORE >>

Home Depot and Lowe’s once looked to me like places to buy tools and nails and maybe a few plants. Today they remind me more of an army supply depot. ... << MORE >>

The fatal flaw in my life as an English teacher was that I never really believed that literature truly reflected life. And it doesn’t. But this morning I encountered a Romeo and Juliet story that could have come right out of Shakespeare. ... << MORE >>

Welcome to my blog. The articles on this site are family tales of events and experiences that we have had over the years. I share them with you in hopes that they bring a smile and perhaps trigger some of your own family memories. ... << MORE >>