by Deb Farris | Sep 12, 2013 | Family, Uncategorized
I didn’t actually own a home until I was 48 years old. I was in my second marriage–a second chance. Dad was helping my husband Todd and I move and he asked me to count how many times I had changed residence since I left home for NYC in 1978 with all of my...
by Deb Farris | Sep 10, 2013 | Family, Uncategorized
My husband informed me that my blog is confusing at times because it’s not clear who’s talking (Dad or me). The reader has to figure out who’s saying what. I’m sorry about that—this is a work in progress. From now on, I will be clearer about...
by Deb Farris | Aug 28, 2013 | Family, Uncategorized
I’m home for lunch today and I actually took time to stop writing and eat. Where do the hours in a day go? I buy an eggplant every so often with full intention of slicing it up and frying it with melted cheese and fresh tomato–Mom’s favorite. It...
by Deb Farris | Aug 27, 2013 | Family, Musings
Like dance, to really enjoy writing, I need time and space. I’ve learned to fit it in around my work, my life, and not to think I need a different life in order to make it happen. In fact, the sense of urgency to get through something is probably exactly what I...
by Deb Farris | Aug 23, 2013 | Family, Uncategorized
“I think about these things now,” Dad said. What he really said was how he wished he had gone back to Chicago to thank Hy Hammer in person for covering the cost of our family to go along with him on his fellowship to Europe. I’m sure Mom and Dad...
