Category Archives: Embarrassing moments
In an old country churchyard in Hatfield, Massachusetts, stands a drab, gray slate from 1771. The faint markings read: Beneath this stone, a lump of clay, lies Arabella Young, who on the twenty-fourth of May, began to hold her tongue.
The year was 1969, and I was entering Junior high, now called Middle school, as a 6th grader. That year girls were wearing bell bottom, hip hugger jeans, peasant tops, and stringy, macrame belts with brightly colored beads. Having just … Continue reading
What I’m about to say is not politically correct but then, most times, neither am I. Being ‘politically correct’ is not my moral compass. I also understand that this might cause some controversy. Again, I am not usually one to … Continue reading
They weren’t all Marines. Some of them were a now almost defunct group of young girls called Candy Stripers. Auto correct keeps trying to tell me that “Stripers” should be spelled with two p’s, but that would be “Strippers”. Personally, … Continue reading