Monthly Archives: June 2012

A visit to Zachary Taylor National Cemetery

… between the crosses, row on row. (Quote is from “In Flanders Fields” by John McCrae.)

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ghosts

I hear my grandpa’s voice. I lie in bed unable to sleep, writing stories in my head, and out of nowhere: “Aggie.” He calls my grandmother, and I see his mustached mouth form words, and I see the wrinkles of … Continue reading

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old dog pacing

It’s bedtime, but no one sleeps. Fred is out of town on business, so the young hound dog and I sprawl across the big bed in the warmth of a summer night. In and out of the bedroom, Shelby, the … Continue reading

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New Urbanism vs Old Neighborhoods

Reflections on buying a home in Louisville I have long been a fan of the new urbanism. I appreciate neighborhoods that encourage walking, offer a vital urban core, and provide a mix of housing types and costs. We have visited … Continue reading

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Are you my mother(-in-law)?

When Fred first moved to Cleveland, he rented a petite carriage house behind a clapboard mansion off Fairmount Avenue in Cleveland Heights. The unheated bedroom made for frigid early mornings, but the neighborhood with tree-lined streets, churches and cafes, suited … Continue reading

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