Everyone has a story to tell and people with few physical possessions often have several.  Stephanie Land has written her story into a memoir tracing her journey through the poverty that defines too many single mothers. Like all of them, she navigated the limited choices that can overwhelm them. Unlike many others, Land came through it in one piece. It’s been a tough journey, all about hard work, low pay, and Land’s will to survive with her daughter Mia, a strong little girl who learned to walk in a homeless shelter. On her way through these devastating years, Land took on the most menial work,Read More →

(04 July 2018) – When I left Facebook in March, I had close to 500 contacts. Facebook calls them my friends, which I find annoying. I wouldn’t shout out “hey, how’s it going, eh?” if I saw one walking down the other side of the street. I wouldn’t recognize most if I did see them in the flesh. But still. There were 500 people reading what I wrote. Five hundred people going weak in the knees at the sight of a cute photograph of my dog. Five hundred people anxiously waiting for me to tell them what I think. The idea was to get awayRead More →

(23 March 2016) – Rock and roll music has always been a fashion statement. The statement was in the clothes worn by the musicians and their fans, and also in the topics they wrote and sang about. There was Chantilly lace, white sports coats and pink carnations, and big panamas with purple hat bands. There were tan shoes with pink shoelaces, blue suede shoes and high heel sneakers. The music we listened to defined who we were and what we thought. The clothes we wore reflected our music, visual cues to the soundtrack of our youth.  Rock and roll wasn’t just about the sound andRead More →