The years go by. Jeannette left, Billie was long gone, and we were a package deal for Momma. Most first born children will agree that...

Life does go on. And it did in Lower Rollo Bay in the 1960s. I left off my last chapter alluding to my mother's return to Rollo Bay, but...

I assume my parents were average people whose lives were affected by a terrible chain of events. They were both hard workers. My mother...

This woman is my mother, and I assume that dark little urchin in the crib is me. My grandmother always said my parents were snappy...

Everybody has a story. I've always said it and I believe it. My life is an open book. There's a lot of people out there who probably know...

And I don't mean the toe-tapping kind, I mean the kind that adds a little zing! to a meal. Take Crabapple jelly. Not just for toast, is...