Dear Everyone, I find this comforting. Maybe much of my memory is wrapped up in song lyrics. My hard-drive is just full. Love, Muskrat Susie (and with lyrics like those taking up space in my head, no wonder it’s hard to remember where I put the car keys.)
Author: nancybercaw
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Speaking Swahili with Beezlebub
Dear Readers, Many years ago (25 to be exact), when I was studying Swahili in Kenya as a Peace Corps Volunteer, I had a recurring dream in which I would call my father and only be able to speak in that language. I understood his English, but I could only answer in Swahili. I think…
Look Who’s Reading Now
Dear Readers, You span the globe. Thousands in the United States. Hundreds in Singapore and Canada. Lots in Israel and the UK and India. Many in my birth country of the Philippines! Smatterings across South America and Asia and Australia and Africa. Wow. Stick with me friends. Because my father’s memory is re-energizing me for…
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