All Blog Posts Tagged 'C' (3)

We began with a prayer.   But we were not at church.  We were at Newark’s Juvenile Detention Center for a meeting of new volunteers.  I thought the praying odd since the meeting’s intent distinctly civic.   I thought it odder still that we referred to a municipal employee like Miss Weathers, the Director of Volunteer Services, as Sister Weathers.  By time Sister Weathers asked us to introduce ourselves, saying, “Keep it brief and try not to preach” I caught on.

Virtually…

I stood in line at a convenience store watching two adorable boys of about seven run back and forth from the candy aisle to the woman in front of me pleading, to no avail, “What about this? Can we have this?” Apparently, one boy was the son and the other his friend. They wore Catholic School uniforms which, in my eyes, added to their charm. As I looked on, I noted them fervently -- and rather furtively -- discussing a pack of Bubble Gum. I couldn’t help but chuckle when I realized that one…

A lot of people came and went through our kitchen but Mom almost never left it.   My father, whose own headquarters were at the bar, called Mom “The General” and the kitchen was her command center.  She cooked, sewed, did laundry and helped us with our homework all in the kitchen.  Every major appliance – fridge, stove, washer, and dryer – was lined against the same wall, along which she moved up and down for two decades, raising ten children and wearing a groove into the linoleum so deep…