Holiday Hyperlink

Every now and then I get an opportunity to write a story about an American family trying to find their way in this world.  Under the pseudonym Rascal M, of course.

The Christmas Of 1998

Even though Eunice was not quite two she had already had her share of meaningful conversations with imaginary friends. My wife, a victim of last minute gift wrapping, was fast asleep in our bedroom. Eunice was playing in the living room amid a pile of books, stuffed animals and unopened presents. The Christmas tree, dressed…

Me And Thanksgiving

Twenty Thanksgivings ago I wrote my first article for a newspaper. I called it “Thanksgiving is a Holiday That Needs to Grow on You.” It was 1997. My wife, Joyce, and I lived in a little apartment with our baby girl in the Old Brooklyn neighborhood of Cleveland. I was reacquainted with the story while…

Rosalie And The Four-Leaf Clover

We were at Forest Hill a few autumns ago when our daughter, Rosalie, reached down and plucked a four-leaf clover from the earth. It was truly a ‘being-in-the-right-place-at-the-right-time’ moment. One usually needs to comb through 10,000 clovers to find a four-leafed one. That according to Wikipedia! While I contemplated the implications of Rosalie finding a…

Faithfully Departed

He was here. He made an impact on this world. He was a common, everyday man with a few bucks in his pocket. That’s what people told him. Count your blessings. Thank God for the man you turned out to be. You matter. And people are lucky for having known you. The little things. A…