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Linda O’Connell

Call of the Osprey

By Linda O’Connell

Residents in all regions of the United States have had to deal with some type of destructive weather-related and/or natural disasters. My husband Bill and I have witnessed firsthand, damaging thunderstorms and the after effects of tornadoes, typical summer weather in the Midwest. We felt heartsick as we listened to the news accounts and saw […]

Beach Treasures

By Linda O’Connell

The beach is my happy place. No matter how hectic my life, how frantic my thoughts or how many troubles I have the smell and sounds of the sea tames my unruly hair, improves my skin, softens my wrinkles and heals my heart. Every nerve cell seems to come alive when I am at the […]

A Real Blast

By Linda O’Connell

 As I drove home after a terribly, trying day of teaching preschoolers, I looked forward to a relaxing shower. No, I required a shower. I was desperate to erase the day’s disasters. It wasn’t the blue tempera paint stains smeared on the undersides of my forearms; the dried, red-tinted glue on my left elbow, or […]

Yodel Little Lady Who?

By Linda O’Connell

When I was six and Dad was six foot two, he jingled his pocket change to a tune in his own head, played the guitar by ear, his life by a hunch. He wasted time and every dime, sipped scalding coffee from a saucer and warbled songs about his little girl. He reared his head, raised his […]

The Star of our Family Sitcom

By Linda O’Connell

Reality shows, you either love them or hate them. Our family, while not part of a television dynasty, had a petite, quiet, outspoken matriarch. At five feet two, Mom was the star in our family, and did she ever act up and draw attention to herself. Her short curly hair faded to a modest gray […]

Joy Riding with Nana

By Linda O’Connell

On a snowy, January day, my four-year-old grandson Nicholas, who was bundled up like an arctic dweller, bounded out of his dad’s car and ran through our door. “Where are you guys going?” I asked my son, whose little boy looked exactly like him when Jason was the same age. “Don’t ask. Just put on […]

Becoming My Mother

By Linda O'Connell

Becoming My Mother

When I was a little girl I wore dress ups, played with baby dolls and emulated my mother. On hot summer evenings, I’d sit on the gentle sloping lawn, thick with clover flowers, and listen to my parents talk about the day’s events. While other moms wore make-up and teetered on high heels, mine never […]

A Box Full of Love

By Linda O'Connell

A Box Full of Love

Even when I was a married mother of two children, my mom was like a spy in the sky. It was difficult to pull a fast one on her, but one Christmas, I succeeded. Our house was on a residential street. Mom lived a few doors away, on the second floor of an apartment complex. […]

Halloween Cats on the Prowl

By Linda O'Connell

Halloween Cats on the Prowl

“Why should the kids have all the fun?”I asked my neighbor that Halloween. Although we were opposites, my neighbor, Rose, and I became fast friends. I was a goody-two-shoe who had married the only boy I’d ever dated, right out of high school. Rose had a colorful dating history before she married. I lived vicariously […]

My Charming Friends

By Linda O'Connell

My Charming Friends

In the late 1950s, when charm bracelets were the in thing, classmates huddled at recess and fawned over their newest decorative silver charms. I listened to their happy chatter and jangling bracelets: “Horses are my favorite; and I also like ice skating. I received this ballerina for my birthday.” Examining charm bracelets was like reading […]

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