It’s like those situations in life when despite all indications to the contrary, most people would sooner tolerate the bully than risk even social death.
I grew up in that fundametalist world where Red Dawn was prophecy and the best that I could hope for was dying a martyr for either country or religion.
What started as a blanket letter to everyone known to the family, naturally morphed into a silent game of one-upmanship among the Wendalls.
I tuned in to 99.9 this weekend to find the non-stop stream of Christmas music. This song, sung by the lounge singing great, Frank Sinatra, came around. How many people know the song “Happy Holidays!” is the flagship song of a movie called Holiday Inn starring Bing Crosby, Fred Astair and Margorie Reynolds? It was … Continue reading Happy Holidays!
Looking back, I feel like I’ve missed summer entirely. Yet I know I did everything possible to enjoy it.
No one who sat back and simply waited for rescue got it.