by Jody | Family, Human Comedy
Thirty years ago, I was in Danville, Indiana getting ready to be married for the second time. It was going to be a small event, because I had been divorced some years earlier, and my parents wanted to keep everything discreet. David and I didn’t mind, because...
by Jody | Arizona Life, Backyard Nature
My mother loved birds. She studied them, fed them, followed them, and learned to whistle their intricate calls. Not only can I not whistle, but I don’t have the attention span to learn and retain everything my mother knew about birds. But, there is no question...
by Jody | Arizona Life, Human Condition
We built the house as quickly as we could, because the children we had adopted needed bedrooms and a place to play. The neighborhood was so raw and new that there were no neighbors. But as other houses were added, and other households took roots, we were different....
by Jody | Family, Human Condition
My grandmother had a little side business baking angel food cakes. She used to send me to the creamery, which was right up the street and around the corner from her house. I didn’t have to cross a single street, so I could go alone, the coins in my pocket to pay...
by Jody | Family, Human Condition
When my kids were young, my daughter described her dreams as “night movies.” I liked the term, and tucked it away for future use. I usually don’t remember dreams, but I have had a couple that were more revelations than post-pizza epiphanies. Last...
