Category: Mother’s Day

May 8, 2016 /

What got me started on this train of thought, was, of course, the Kid. He has a habit of referring to his elders as, “Boss,” however it all started with me and my very special name, “Crime Boss.” Irene Dunne was a nice upstanding gal who did right by her…

May 8, 2016 /

Picture two willowy ladies of indeterminate age, although judging from their carefully dyed hair, and the fact they are wearing calf length mink coats we could probably safely say they were between the ages of 75 and 85. An age when you can unrepentantly rock any look you like. I…

May 17, 2015 /
May 10, 2015 /

Through the open top of the shade, the lamp cast its beams upon a wall entirely corrugated by the backs of books, all bound. The opposite wall was yellow, the dirty yellow of the paper-backed volumes, read, re-read and in tatters. A few “Translated from the English”—price, one franc twenty-five—gave…

May 10, 2015 /
May 14, 2013 /
May 9, 2013 /

Doris: I was such an awful mother… what if you had a mother like Joan Crawford or Lana Turner? Suzanne: These are the options? You, Joan or Lana?