This blog is a collection of short stories from a memoire of my childhood called “One Time.” I grew up in a large nomadic family. We experienced a lot of interesting, funny and unfortunate things. This is how I saw it all in a historical and cultural context. This is a work in progress.
The Woods No matter how many times you walk in the woods, it’s a new experience every time. My woodland companions and I were explorers in the truest sense of the word. We were out to discover new treasures and be the first to stand on earth where no man had…read more
When I was eight, I decided I would be an artist because I realized that’s what I was. As far back as I can remember I loved drawing. It was a natural thing for me and I took to it immediately. I received a lot of attention for it and enjoyed the praise. It…read more
Indian Falls I learned to swim at Indian Falls. It was a special place. A large plateau of rock crossed the width of the creek creating a 6 ft drop as the water cascaded down a chute into a deep pool below. The water lulled there before gaining speed again…read more
One afternoon, when we returned home, we found we had a new member in the Adams household. A furry black puppy with bright eyes met us at the door and wagged his tail so hard it nearly pulled him off his feet. We named him Blackie. It was love at first sight…read more
Over the years, people always asked what was my favorite place of all the towns, villages, bases and barracks I’d lived in. My favorite place was the very next place we found ourselves in. That would be North East Maryland, a quaint and lovely little town at…read more
The Boy Under The Steps My first day of school at Camp Parks Elementary School was unforgettable because what happened that day was funny, and still is some forty years later. A little boy was found hiding under the school steps and was apparently mute. He…read more
This is my first official blog… It’s post Christmas and am recovering from overindulging myself… Eating, drinking, napping etc. and currently in an organizing mode in preparation for a burst of creativity I feel coming on. This is the time of year I…read more