52 Years and Still Going Strong

Deb and I have been friends for 52 years, ever since we met our freshman year in college. I was a timid, brown-haired, piano-playing girl determined to learn everything I could about everything in the world. Deb was a glowing, giving, curly-headed brunette with an outstanding lyric soprano voice. We lived next door to each other in the dorm. After the first semester, we moved in together and were roommates for the rest of our college years.

What I Love about Women and Punchbowls

What I love about women is the way we gather as a community to celebrate other women. We seem to do it almost instinctually, at every major milestone. Recently we gathered here at my home near Chicago for a baby shower for my daughter Shannon.

Fifty Years and Going Strong

Fifty years ago this month I went off to college for the first time, a timid 18-year-old introvert, thrilled to be there, eager to learn, but anxious and unsure of myself. In the room next door in my dorm, there was a curly-haired, bubbly girl named Deb. She had a glorious soprano voice, a deep… Continue reading Fifty Years and Going Strong