Poison Ivy Costs a Job

Poison Ivy Costs a Job

Missing my senior athletic banquet cost me my job. I’d acquired a severe case of poison ivy—so severe that my arms and body dripped fluid from open sores. I was a mess, and so embarrassed and uncomfortable that I didn’t attend Barneveld High School’s spring athletic...
Life is Sweet

Life is Sweet

I adored my Grandmother Stephens-Fitzsimons. My first memories with her were at The Pike, an amusement park in Long Beach, California. We’d get on the bus and head down to the ocean for a day of fun rides, a picnic on the beach, and for me, enjoyable moments...
That Villain Lantern

That Villain Lantern

A sliver of light tinted the horizon. We awoke in our tent, shivering from the freezing cold. The door flap had been ripped open, and the gale-force wind, blowing from the west, whipped it back and forth. Fresh snow that piled everywhere blew into the tent through the...
A Farm Girl at Heart

A Farm Girl at Heart

The only thing that my mother (Catherine n my O’Shaughnessy stories) loved more than tending her flowers, like I describe In this short story, was her annual Memorial Day visits to put those flowers on her family gravesites. I write about Catherine agonizing over...
A Gosling in Disguise

A Gosling in Disguise

My children—Lisa, Chris, and Tim—raced into the house, excited about what they’d found: a baby duck in our front yard. I went to look, and sure enough, it was a yellow, fluffy baby bird nestled in the grass. “What should we do with it?” Lisa said. “Can we keep it?”...
A Most Embarrassing Moment

A Most Embarrassing Moment

I raced up the stairs to our apartment. “Mom, our car’s gone. Somebody stole our car.” I didn’t give much thought to why anyone would want to steal our car, a fourteen-year-old sedan. Before mother could answer, I thought about our village constable who lived next...