What the blind man saw, what he told me…..

Annette | December 1, 2009

It was maybe twenty years ago. I was dallying in San Francisco, caught up with yet another handsome and stupid man with a silver Porsche and the intelligence of wallpaper.
But he was pretty. And he had excellent table manners. Looked wonderful in a tux, and really was very presentable if you didn’t [...]

Madame Ambassador, at your service……

Annette | November 4, 2009

The funniest story I can tell you today is about our new Ambassador to a certain Western European country which shall remain nameless here.
She was my best friend during our first year of law school, before my then-husband and I moved, and I transferred schools. She was very wealthy – her mother was from [...]

A frigid night, crazed nursing students, me, and Paul Newman…..

Annette | September 27, 2008

It was the last week in February, 1976. I was in the John Marshall Hotel in Richmond, VA, where I would stay for two nights while I took the Virginia Bar exam. I was as close to complete terror as I’d ever been in my life. I’m not sure I’ve been that [...]

I read the news today, oh, boy……..

Annette | September 22, 2008

Larry wrote to me today to tell me that Martha Murray had died. She was one of us sixty-seven at the Atlantis Hotel. Beautiful. She was perfectly beautiful, in all ways. Bright eyed, with thick honey-colored hair, she was in the habit of looking you squarely and deeply in the eyes [...]

My young friend asked……

Annette | September 7, 2008

….. why I wasn’t more excited about the prospect of an Obama/Biden victory in November?
So, I told him:
I want you to keep that confidence, that strength of belief, that courage and hope. I want that to be what defines you, and I want you to hold onto all those things as long as possible.
Some of [...]

My home town makes the big time………

Annette | September 2, 2008

Unfortunately, it made it onto the front page of today’s Washington Post Style section for all the wrong reasons. It’s a fair piece, and tells the story, I think, very clearly. When I read it, all I felt was sad:

Melting Point
A Small Immigrant Town Simmers in the Wake Of a Brutal Murder
By David [...]

Everyone needs a nigger ……..

Annette | July 26, 2008

I thought of what it used to be like, getting ready for Saturday nights when I was a teenager, back a million years ago, in my home town. Since I had a job that kept me occupied almost every Saturday, all day and well into the evening, a Saturday night off was a rare [...]

The poor guy never knew what hit him………

Annette | July 19, 2008

…….. but on September 23, 2006, he was set free.

Bill O’Brien was right …………..

Annette | July 16, 2008

He told me not to go there. I wanted to come visit my home town, where I no longer had any family, and he, who was as close to family as I might have left, with the possible, no, probable exception of Mary Robel, told me not to come.
It had deteriorated so badly, he [...]

Unbelievable

Annette | June 13, 2008

A huge tornado funnel cloud touches down in Orchard, Iowa, Tuesday, June 10, 2008 at 9:04 p.m. The Globe Gazette and Mitchell County Press News reported that Lori Mehmen of Orchard, took the photo from outside her front door. Mehmen said the funnel cloud came near the ground and then went back up into the [...]

June 9, 1954

Annette | June 9, 2008

Senator McCarthy: Mr. Chairman, may I say that Mr. Welch talks about this being cruel and reckless. He was just baiting. He has been baiting Mr. Cohn here for hours, requesting that Mr. Cohn before sundown get out of any department of the government anyone who is serving the Communist cause. Now, I just give [...]

A conversation overheard………

Annette | June 7, 2008

…… between two people who love each other, a man and a woman, not lovers, but the best of friends for many years:
He said, “Pleasure, pain, what’s the difference? Do you know? I don’t.”
She said, “Is there one? I gave up on pleasure a long time ago, finding out that it’s nothing [...]

San Jose, California, March 23, 1968

Annette | May 28, 2008

“Our brave young men are dying in the swamps of Southeast Asia.
Which of them might have written a poem?
Which of them might have cured cancer?
Which of them might have played a World Series, or given us the gift of laughter from the stage, or helped build a bridge or [...]

Texas – it’s given so much ……

Annette | May 2, 2008

In Houston, a Texan protesting amnesty for illegal immigrants argues that anyone who can’t master English doesn’t deserve to live in America.

No humour like Brit humour………..

Annette | April 20, 2008

But this one was banned from the BBC airwaves.

Cheesehead at the drive-in……..

Annette | April 13, 2008

II have a friend who’s from Wisconsin, although he doesn’t live there now, and, lately, we’ve been talking about drive-in movie theaters, because he mentioned a 1982 song to me, and I found the video for it at YouTube. I sent the link to him, and he got all in a dither because the [...]

April 8………

Annette | April 7, 2008

He was thirteen years old when I first met him, luminous dark brown eyes, thick dark brown hair, a little boy with fuzz on his upper lip even then. He had a Beatle haircut, divorced parents, and a life that would soon become nothing but sadness and anger.
He had been riding his bike past [...]

John Greenleaf Whittier knew

Annette | April 6, 2008

I watched the History Channel’s documentary, “King,” tonight, tears in my eyes.
The film from the 1964 march to Selma made me ashamed of my race. It did then, and it did again tonight, but tonight, I had less hope than I had back in 1964 when I watched it all unfold on TV – [...]

Where was I?

Annette | April 4, 2008

How could it be forty years later?
It was just a moment ago, that day in 1968 when I heard the news about Martin Luther King’s assassination. It was a bad day. I was so sure that my Mother had killed him. Bad day all around.
It was autumn where I was, [...]

Another day, another day …….

Annette | March 8, 2008

They promised me a Saturday of thunderstorms, the lying bastards at The Weather Channel. How do they keep their jobs when they’re so wrong so much of the time? I wonder that about George Will, too, though. Weathermen and erstwhile pundits – they can screw it up all the time and never [...]