Once A Tomboy…

When I was growing up in the 60s, being called a tomboy was a bit of a pejorative, an indication to some that there was something not right about a girl who enjoyed activities (and clothing) that traditionally were considered to be better suited for boys. I liked building forts, riding bikes, playing endless games […]

Two Weeks Later -More Questions Than Answers

When last I sat down to write a new post on March 10th, I was wondering whether we should consider cancelling our planned trip to Boise to visit my brother and sister and their families with a side trip to California. At that time the coronavirus in China seemed to be stabilizing, but in Italy […]