The Calm Before the Storm

The weather report says it's coming. There's snowfall predicted from anywhere from one inch to 8 inches. The stores are flooded with panicked people grabbing scads of bread, tankers of milk and enough toilet paper to prepare for the apocalypse. Driveway salt and snow shovels disappear as if they were spirited away by the cold... Continue Reading →

Crumbling

My morning started with a sky clad in it's confederate grey cloak. The humidity clung to me with sticky fingers as I walked up the street. The impending rain would most likely make the afternoon more unbearable. Rarely, at this time of year, does the rain cool anything off. Its this time of year that... Continue Reading →

The New Girl

The summer of 1982 wasn't a groundbreaking by any standards, golf tourneys, and tennis opens, a few shuttle launches and a the return of a Soyuz. But what was significant about July 1982, was that this was the time my mother, Carroll Easton, found her way "home." My mother had taken a job in downtown... Continue Reading →

The Romance Writers

Every spring at the Hilltop House there was a certain group that would book the entire hotel. All the ladies in Harpers Ferry loved this group, all the men would collectively groan and roll their eyes. It was the Washington D.C. Area Romance Writers Association. Now...before I go any further let me say this... Anyone... Continue Reading →

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