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Sally Gosen Case

A World Away

By Sally Gosen Case

I have friends with second homes, empty-nested couples with children long since grown and gone. I know my share of snowbirds, fleeing coastal winter storms to relax in the desert, and then turning tail on the summer heat to cool off on the beach. Not for me, a single gal with a kid in college […]

The Christmas Pickle

By Sally Gosen Case

The box of wondrous ornaments had belonged to my Austrian great-grandmother. I had no conscious memory of the stern woman in the photos, her clothing severe, hair piled high on her head. I saw no logical connection between her and the strange and amazing things we brought out every Christmas: oddly-shaped marvels of satiny pink […]

A Rascal’s Choice

By Sally Gosen Case

The dog was enraged. He advanced stiffly toward me, snarling and barking, hackles raised. He was clearly defending this territory; I would have to leave or risk an attack. I didn’t know where to go. I was in my own front garden. Thus began an uncomfortable association with a very determined creature. I often came […]

The Deep End

By Sally Gosen Case

For 45 years everyone knew that I could not swim. Time and again, I tried to learn and failed. I simply sank like a stone. I grew up on a river, in a family that loved boats. I remember my father’s unwavering patience, holding me at the surface in his powerful arms, repeating, “Straighten your […]

How I Dance

By Sally Gosen Case

“Culture Fair!” exclaimed the brightly-colored poster. It was to be our small, white-bread town’s annual effort to inject something from the outside world into our small lives. Like any good homeschooling mom, I packed up my son and arrived before the opening act. We recognized a few local folks onstage. A familiar restaurant owner performed […]

Sleeping in the Daybed

By Sally Gosen Case

Sleeping in the Daybed

A lot has changed. My five-minute makeup now takes ten minutes; there are just so many issues to be addressed. My hair was once a stick-straight flaxen sheet that hung to my waist. Now it spills lightly around my shoulders in a fluff of waves, the result, I’m told, of “all that grey.” Many other […]

The Unsuitable Hat

By Sally Gosen Case

The Unsuitable Hat

I finally find the hat I’m looking for: a soft, white angora beret faintly yellowed with time. I search carefully for evidence of moths and am relieved to find that, once again, it has reached another winter unscathed. She gave it to me years, no, decades ago. A lost and awkward middle-schooler, I was not […]