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Lately, when I catch you looking at me whether in bed after loving or any time, really, your countenance seems different in some way. Your beautiful eyes are a bit wider than usual, containing a hint of sadness, of melancholy, perhaps, and your luscious mouth, so often visited by my own, struggles to hold its shape,...

Forgive the baseball analogy in the title of this blog. I’m not a fan. It only seems apropos as I navigate through my “golden years." Some time ago I began to feel useless and forgotten after long years in showbiz, a career and marriage had ended. I was sort of “at loose ends” as we here in the hinterlands are fond of saying. Being rather “long in the tooth” (another...

Slowly, quietly she creeps Onto the scene, doing away With heat, early light and green, Dismissing them the way A colorfully dressed, Spectacularly beautiful woman Waves away an errant waiter, For this is her season, her time, And she is in command, Causing lovers to be more loving, Making nights cool and clear And days bathed in glorious, Golden, diffused light, Reminiscent of the...

Exactly where this idea began I’m not sure but I imagine my father was the originator. What intrigues me is how he convinced my practical, level-headed mother to go along with it. Amazing. In truth, it probably wasn’t as bad an idea as it turned out to be. Everyone involved was well-intentioned. The problem was, no one had any experience in such an enterprise, certainly not my...

The only train from Cincinnati to New York is scheduled to leave Cincy at 3:27 a.m. Yes, a.m. It is my habit to take the Cardinal, as it is called, whenever I go to the Apple. I really do enjoy the train experience even though it is an 18 hour journey. Of course, I could travel by air if it wasn’t such a hassle. I expect any day now to learn that a strip-search is required to board a plane...

I thought long and hard before writing this blog. The subject matter is controversial and most people haven’t time to waste on its premise. I understand that and agree whole-heartedly. However, there is no denying that such things can happen, at least in my mind, because this event happened to me. I even have a witness to it. My ex-husband was with me on that night and, though he...

It was a scary time. The Japanese Empire had mounted a sneak attack on our military facilities at Pearl Harbor in Hawaii. We suffered devastating losses and the U. S. was at war. President Roosevelt called it “a date which will live in infamy” and even though I was only 5 years old and didn’t really understand those words, I definitely remember being scared for us all. Everyone was....

She sits alone, lost in thought, eyes closed, resting, watching vignettes from her life pass through her fertile mind, scenes of home, schools, showbiz and career; sweet faces of lovers and husband long gone, friends and acquaintances whose names she can’t recall, as if a voyeur, a watcher, a spectator of a life rather than a participant....

She lounges in a window seat, Bathed in the soft light of dawn, A diaphanous gown Loosely draping her sleek, Tanned, near-perfect body. He sleeps now but will waken soon Beginning the always awkward moments Of goodbye, of appreciation for time spent, Asking if he might request her again; A scene repeated innumerable times. Bitterness fills her heart at the thought. She brushes her hair...

Yeah, yeah, yeah. I know I’m not a beauty. Never was, but then, I’ve had my moments and you’re not Superman though there are times when we’re alone I think you might be… but that’s another story. Point is, we’re enjoying each other in every way possible. There’s nothing wrong in that. It’s bliss to hold hands, talk, laugh a...