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The Great Disconnect

Summers in the 1980s and 90s seemed so much longer than the summers of today. I wish I could replicate those summers for my son so that he could feel the length of a summer’s day and not lose those…

Grease Generously

My husband Bill and I have a happy, healthy relationship based on mutual respect, trust, and understanding. We have always been comfortable discussing any topic. We freely express opinions, and we do not keep secrets from one another. When I…

My Sassy Mom Shakes Up Elvis

Nothing suppressed my mom’s fun-loving personality, not her circumstances and certainly not me. I am sorry to say, as a teenager, I often tried. I was embarrassed that Mom would be laughing and joking around with my friends. Over time,…

Virginia and The Skirt

Many years ago, my dad’s great aunt Virginia lived with her mom, dad, and two siblings in a small village of Cyprus. The youngest of the children had skipped a grade, while the oldest had been held back. The middle…

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Laughter Will Always Ketchup

We found fifteen bottles of ketchup in my grandmother’s cabinet. Four in her fridge, all partially empty and their openings rimmed with the crusted dried ring that showed they hadn’t been used in a while. She’d only been in assisted…

Seasons of Regifting

In the fall, I received a beautiful teal floral silk scarf for my birthday from a dear aunt who lived on the east coast. Even though the scarf was lovely, it really wasn’t me – I couldn’t coordinate it with anything…

What Makes You Feel Old?

My roommate from college, Cora, and I were lunching the other day and discussing what makes us feel old and “not with it” because it’s been a few decades since we were co-eds. We talked about joints aching, about choices…

Happy 20th Birthday, Sasee

The first time I read a Sasee Magazine I was waiting (impatiently) for my appointment with my new doctor. She was already ten minutes late, and I hated waiting. I looked around the room full of patients and realized I had to…

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Coming Home

Ever since my first visit to Myrtle Beach from my hometown of Florence, South Carolina, I wanted to live on the Grand Strand. It was high school trips with my friends that drew me here: Beach parties, nightclubs like the…

Wise Words from Dad

“Glasses half full and not half empty, Kaia,” my dad often said to me before I’d step out of the car for school each morning. If it wasn’t this one, he might have chosen “Carpe Diem” or even translated it…