by Michael Adams | Jul 1, 2011 | Uncategorized
Miss Lily came to our house a month later and just maybe, saved my sister Paula’s life. Well, what happened may not have actually killed her, but if Lilly hadn’t been there, it would have put a serious crimp on Paula’s ability to eat properly, chew or...
by Michael Adams | Jun 24, 2011 | Uncategorized
The neighbor in the house next door, on the opposite side of the Smiths was a widow in her mid fifties. She went by: Miss Lilly. She wasn’t from a hollow in Tennessee, but you get the descriptive gist. She was a chain-smoker and had a wrinkled hard face. She...
by Michael Adams | Jun 11, 2011 | Uncategorized
I was in sixth grade intermediate school at Saint Boniface. It felt like military school with a barrage of rules and regulations to deal with: White shirts- tucked in, navy blue tie and slacks, black shoes. Hair/bangs trimmed above the eyebrows and ears. It...
by Michael Adams | Jun 2, 2011 | Uncategorized
PART TWO: WILLIAMSPORT TO WILIAMSPORT A light rain began to fall as I quickened my pace, head down, in a useless attempt to outrun it. The wind blew hair across my face as I searched for a rubber band in my pocket to tie it back. I looked up uneasily and didn’t...
by Michael Adams | Mar 5, 2011 | Uncategorized
That summer was fleeting, more so because it would be our last one in San Diego. In a few months, when the orders came down, my dad was to be transferred to Philadelphia. We weren’t happy about it because we loved San Carlos. But we weren’t Californians,...
by Michael Adams | Feb 3, 2011 | Uncategorized
About a month later, my sister Laura woke up when she heard moaning. Paula was sitting up, a restless dark shape in the bed across the room. Laura called out, “Paula… Paula?” After no response Laura turned on the light. Paula was burning up and moaning....
