My grandmother saved seeds; my grand-daughters are served non-GMO food whenever possible. This one sentence, personal vignette is a story of five generations of women. It involves changes in farming, from truck gardens to agribusiness. It is a reflection of how women procure food for their families. Hints, implications, context, and reference are implicit nuance, […]
One Story of the ME TOO Stories
This started out as my ME TOO story and it still is, part of it is anyway… the meta-story of a movement. The #metoo phenomena is not just about sexual assault or harassment. It is about speaking truth to power. Speaking truth, telling our stories, strengthens us. The voice in our heads becomes the voice […]
COLUMBUS, CHICKEN DNA AND MY DAD
The first version of this article was written and published on another of my blogs in 2013. 1915. The year seems worlds away from today. My Dad was born in a small farmhouse outside the burg of Colburn, Indiana on October 14, 1915 to Dorothy and Ellis, a young married couple. He was the first […]
Seneca Falls, Meet Detroit
Yes. I have high hopes for the Autumn. There is a gathering in Detroit at the end of October. I am of course thinking of Seneca Falls, but also of Julia Ward Howe’s words: In the name of womanhood and of humanity, I earnestly ask that a general congress of women, without limit of nationality, […]
Delivering Legacy
Delivery Prompts Can you bring forth legacy? Can you deliver a lively legacy? Of course you can. You simply begin. One way to start is to use prompts to start regular writing as a legacy diary or blog. Any prompt will do. Well almost any. You can turn almost any thought or word toward […]
His Birthday and the Long Death of My Brother
I am sad that I cannot make a chocolate upside down birthday cake for you. I am happy you are no longer in pain. I am still angry that I am alone and that you and my other brothers all abandoned me in this life. I am telling your story as best I can. It has been 49 years since you were blown up on your damn birthday.