My grandfather, Bop, had several ponds behind his house. As kids, my brother, cousins and I played and fished in the ponds in the summer and ice skated on them in the winter. A variety of wildlife would come and go from the ponds, including deer, beavers and the occasional bear. Continue reading
No one was there when I arrived home from work one summer day but I did find a note on the kitchen table. It was written on the inside of a torn open Chun King Chicken Chow Mein box that had been taken out of the trash can. The letter, written in cursive, read:
There’s a turtle in the tub.
I awoke to a beautiful summer day made even better by the fact that unlike my husband Steve, I didn’t have to go to work. I got out of bed and headed downstairs and saw that the kids were already awake and playing a video game in the back room. We lived in an old two-story home and the back room was actually what had been the home’s summer kitchen, once upon a time. Continue reading