When the phone rang at 5:30 in the morning, I woke up immediately and a pall seemed to settle over me. I silently prayed, “Please don’t let it be about John,” but in my heart I knew it was. My daughter Julie was calling. She had been checking on her brother while Tom and I
Such Pains! By Margie Keane At the christening party for their first born, my son, Carl and his wife, Patty, were sitting in their family room, talking with their cousins, all young couples. Listening to these new daddies, I realized that with men now allowed in the labor room, women had lost sole bragging
Breathless By Margie Keane Jeremy and I had been sweet on each other since second grade and now, at 19 we were engaged—supposed to be engaged, that is. Just yesterday I was in town to do some shoppin’ and as I walked by a fence I heard familiar voices – the voices of my
A Not- So – Tranquil Day In Mexico By Margie Keane Our not so tranquil day started with a conversation with my husband Tom: “Let’s go to Mazamitla when John and Lynn come to visit,” I said, “this book says it’s situated in the middle of a pine forest and nearby there’s a great
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Things I Did That Summer By Margie Keane Sometimes I get this undeniable itch to go back to a place that really made an impact on me. This year it was a return pilgrimage to Fenway Park in Boston, Massachusetts with my husband, Tom and 24 family members – five children and their spouses
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A Haunting Memory By Margie Keane George was sitting up in bed, sipping from a brandy snifter. For some reason he was thinking about his late wife. Maybe because it was Halloween, and it was a year ago to the day that she died. Not that he was sad about it. A malevolent smile
My Trip With Magic Mushrooms By Margie Keane The instant I stepped off the Golden Gate Bridge, I knew Timothy Leary was a liar! He said take enough magic mushrooms and you can fly. Or did he say I would feel like flying? Well, too late now. I wanted to fly up and grab
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Love Among The Wrinkles By Margie Keane Tears irrigate wrinklesIn Mama’s face, tricklingDown, splopping off her chin. “I’m old,”She says, “I looked in the mirrorAnd it shows an old crone, but I feel so young.Where has my life gone? How can I be loved? With my grandchildren I feel loved.They make me forget my
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I Can Fly! By Margie Keane When I was a very young girl I loved reading fairy tales. I believed in ogres and witches and I dreamed of beautiful princesses and handsome princes who lived in golden castles surrounded by moats. I believed that everyone lived happily ever after. As I grew older I
A Touch Of Class By Margie Keane They are at their favorite Italian Restaurant and Frankie smiles as he watches Millie twirling pasta around her fork. They have been a couple for six years and today he is going to propose. “Whaddaya say, doll, wanna get married?” Millie sighs. “Frankie, you’re great lookin’ and all
