Where has this summer gone? It’s the July 4th holiday with fireworks happening tonight.  I feel like school just let out last week. I’m spending my day hanging around home with my teenage son. He’s not much into spending much time with me, but what teenager is? At least he’s in the house. We’ll be […]

Seventeen years ago yesterday, my three-year-old daughter and I traveled with a friend of mine and her three-year-old daughter to see my favorite singer, Rick Springfield. We traveled three hours to Eureka, Missouri, to the Six Flags amusement park, a few miles west of St. Louis. Editing my Rick Springfield memoir, the memories of concerts

Dear Estranged Daughter, I remember the day you were born like it was yesterday. You came out with dark brown hair covering the top of your tiny head. We only stayed in the hospital overnight before we got to go home. But you had your days and nights mixed up. With your maternal grandma’s help,