Meeting Funk, The First Four Months. September 1977. Salem, West Virginia. Three weeks into my initial semester of college. The first time I ever laid eyes on Funk was in […]

Moan. Moan. Moan. And not the good kind. The unbecoming kind. I’m finally making a post because I’m changing that mindset. I mean, if I can’t stand listening to myself […]

A sneak peek at the third and final book in the C’mon Funk Series, currently under development. Please let me know if it intrigues you enough to want to know […]

Begging for joints at the Summer Jam—28 July 1973. My 15-year-old self. “Mom, can I please go to the concert at Watkins Glen?” My mother. “Only if Steve says you […]

I wish I were still this brave. Since three of my siblings are much older than me, I experienced many things that the friends I grew up with knew nothing […]

Me and the mouse. Whenever an animal or a bug gets into my home, since I can’t bear to kill anything, I usually trap it and throw it outside. I’ve […]

My beloved Doctor Brooks did not make it. He crossed to the other side on Friday, 21 March, 2025, at the too-young-age of 64. I am so sad. Devastated, really. […]

Lady, do yourself a favor. We moved to Kansas City in 1988 so that I could be a part-time-stay-at-home mom. We didn’t know a soul, and without extended family, there […]

My parent’s attempt at our family having fun. In the home that I grew up in on Long Island, other than visiting relatives in “The City”—the city being one of […]

My husband. I call him the Crazy Man. Four years ago, we experienced an unforeseen devastating blow, and for the first time in our 40+ year marriage, I didn’t think […]