Tag: nostalgia

Returning to Coney Island

I have written about my trips to Coney Island as a young adult when I lived in Jersey City on this Blog as part of the Alphabet Challenge. My theme was “places I had been.” On April 3rd I posted: C: Coney Island. C: Coney Island Last year, I had planned on taking my grandsons to New…… Continue reading Returning to Coney Island

Alphabet Challenge: H

I’ve signed onto The Blogging from A to Z April Challenge 2021. The challenge is to blog the whole alphabet in April and write at least 100 words on a topic that corresponds to the letter of the day.  Every day, excluding Sundays, I’m blogging about Places I Have Been. The last post will be on Friday, April…… Continue reading Alphabet Challenge: H

Alphabet Challenge: A

The Blogging from A to Z April Challenge 2021 The challenge is to blog the whole alphabet in April and write at least 100 words on a topic that corresponds to the letter of the day.  Every day, excluding Sundays, I’m blogging about Places I Have Been. The last post will be on Friday, April 30 when…… Continue reading Alphabet Challenge: A

Haunted Townhouse

Back in the 70s we rented a townhouse in Arlington, Virginia that was haunted.  Now what made me remember this? Maybe because I, like many others, have been fixated on food while sequestered in my home over this past year due to the pandemic. Food and kitchens and houses. Now there’s a connection. Right?  Back…… Continue reading Haunted Townhouse

Thanksgiving Tradition

Looks like I have started my own tradition. I am posting Happy Lasagna Day on my Blog during Thanksgiving week for the third time since 2016. That year, my husband and I chose to spend Thanksgiving alone. Last year, although we enjoyed a traditional turkey meal with my daughter, son-in-law and the grandkids, I posted Happy Lasagna Day for…… Continue reading Thanksgiving Tradition

 It Takes a Village or a City Block

This is my 262nd Blog post. It’s a significant number for me. I spent the first twenty years of my life in a two-bedroom apartment in a three-story brick building in Jersey City, New Jersey: 262 Summit Avenue. Most of the buildings on the block were three stories with an apartment on each floor. I…… Continue reading  It Takes a Village or a City Block

Home Visits Can Be Fraught with Danger

  One time, long ago, at a nursing conference, I sat fixated as a fellow nurse told a story about the time she rang the doorbell at her patient’s house, and he didn’t answer. It was later that she found out he had been murdered. And in hearing more detail, she discovered that the murderer…… Continue reading Home Visits Can Be Fraught with Danger

Nurse at the Switchboard

Ten of us from a class of 44 traveled to Cape May, New Jersey to attend our 55th nursing reunion. We first met as young Catholic teens in the late ’50s enrolled in the diploma program at Saint Peter’s School of Nursing in New Brunswick, New Jersey. Hard to believe we are now in our…… Continue reading Nurse at the Switchboard

Happy Lasagna Day

            My husband and I are spending Thanksgiving alone—by choice. We had been invited out but graciously declined. After having three sets of houseguests in six weeks, we are happy to be alone. By the way, the house has never been cleaner. And we broke from the traditional Thanksgiving dinner—we…… Continue reading Happy Lasagna Day