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Linda DeMers Hummel
I’m traveling, today, back to my hometown for a short visit. When I was in my thirties and forties, there
The first time I heard, “Hey, Buzzard!” in my direction, I was 12. His name was Walter.
For part of 1932, my grandmother served oatmeal for breakfast, lunch, and dinner, the only food they could afford. When
Years ago my mother was visiting from Long Island. With fanfare she rarely called into action, she said, “I brought
In my family it is known as the “Jongebloed Hip.” Amazingly it is even less glamorous than its name.
The Earth is spinning faster than it used to. That’s my take on it anyway. It’s going to be Halloween
I was back in my hometown for a funeral. On the plane, I realized I hadn’t packed shoes worthy of
I started college in September, 1968, and quickly forgot why I was supposed to be there.
We were at the pier in Provincetown, Massachusetts, and so, so young. I watched off to the side as my
My boss was already at work, and that was a surprise because I almost always beat him in. As I
My birthday is coming, so my driver’s license needs to be renewed. I can’t recall this being any big deal.
The train is sold out. I’m hoping for a seatmate who will sleep. I know there are people who have
The summer of ’66 was a good one. My parents let me buy a lemon yellow bikini. My best friend’s
