Category Archives: Memoir
Review of Crazy Brave: A Memoir, by Joy Harjo
Joy Harjo is the current poet laureate of the United States, the first Native American to hold that position. I bought this book because I wanted to learn more about her. Harjo is almost the same age as me, which … Continue reading
Seasons of Christmas…by ARHuelsenbeck
This article first appeared on ARHtistic License. When I compare Christmases past to Christmas present (the time frame, not the gift), I’m struck that as we pass through the seasons of life, we experience Christmas differently. The Elementary Years When … Continue reading
In Remembrance
Today is the seventeenth anniversary of the terrorist attack on September 11, 2001. Let us never forget the innocents who lost their lives, nor how the country came together after the tragedy. Celebrate with a random act of kindness in … Continue reading
My First Job…by ARHuelsenbeck
My parents were immigrants from Germany. My mother’s sister married an American G.I. after World War II, and she and her husband sponsored my parents’ entry into the United States. I was conceived in Germany but born in the United States. … Continue reading
Remembering 9/11…by ARHuelsenbeck
Two years ago I shared a journal entry I wrote a few days after the 9/11 attacks. Today, in honor of the sixteenth anniversary of the tragedy, I’d like to share a few more unedited entries from the following days. Please … Continue reading
How I Learned to Love Geometry…by ARHuelsenbeck
I met Deedee in Girl Scouts. She went to public school, I went to parochial school. Our paths would never have crossed in elementary school were it not for Scouts. What I remember most about Deedee from those early years … Continue reading
“Hi Mom!” A Mother’s Legacy…Part Two
“Hi Mom!” A Mother’s Legacy…Part Two by Betty Mason Arthurs “Hi Mom!” I look up towards heaven with Mother’s Day coming this Sunday, and say “hi” to my beautiful mother who passed away years ago. I also say “hi!” to … Continue reading
Fear of Driving
I didn’t get my driver’s license until I was 19. I got my first learner’s permit when I was a senior in high school. My dad took me out driving several times in his huge Buick LeSabre. Our sessions usually … Continue reading
When I Was Your Age…by ARHuelsenbeck
So many things have changed radically in my lifetime. I never wanted to be one of those oldsters who feels compelled to tell the younger generations how much more difficult life was back in the day, but it’s getting harder … Continue reading