In Search of a Job for Polly

Within days of turning 62, Polly Riddell is in need of a job and still needs to work to support herself.  When asked what sort of work she is interested in, well this reveals the challenge and opportunity.  A car accident and head injury in 2006 took away her profession as a commercial real estate…

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Letters to Jordan:Loud Enough To Wake The Dead

My Dearest Jordan, I have just returned from a bittersweet trip to Okeechobee to say a final goodbye to YIB Boney.  You surely remember YIB, my third husband that I did not marry who is 13 years older than me.  He is living on borrowed time with only one nicely clogged artery barely pumping.  I…

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Cooking Up Stories at The Story Inn

When a storyteller friend of mine invited me for a special dinner event at the Story Inn, I had to accept.  Frazzled from the bizarre twists and turns of everyday life and in need of civilized adult conversation, gourmet food and craft beverages, I was in need of this particular Friday night. Little Nashville Cambridge lives…

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Letters to Jordan: Kinfolk

My Dearest Jordan, I just had lunch today with a dear friend from my youth. We have our 40th high school reunion coming up next month and we thought it would be a good idea to get together ahead of the event and compare notes. Jordan, I am sure you remember my friend Dexter Norman,…

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Risky Journey Ch 3: Cadillacs and 5 Gallon Buckets

wild man steve I reconnected with a daredevil pilot friend from my youth and he took me on a helicopter flight that changed everything.  Steve used to land an airplane on the top of a moving car at airshows everywhere.  He used to trail me around on the back of his Harley when we were…

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House Arrest

My dear sister confined me to house arrest for the weekend.  I missed two days of work last week as I was down for the count and could not move with flu-like symptoms.  This week I was doubled over in pain and had to relent and go to the dreaded western medicine doctor for the…

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Collard Greens and Mail Order Brides

Letters to Jordan My dearest Jordan, As I reflect upon the last 24 hours, I am convinced I had a very bizarre dream, the kind you awaken from and say “wait until I tell Jordan this!”  But alas, it is just the reality of this zany life I lead.  I don’t even try to become…

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