Silly little X-mas tree is up and glowing again. This year
only with the ornaments that I have made myself over the years--an homage to
Truman Capote's "Christmas Memory" (the finest American short story
ever written IMHO), because remember "and plenty of fish, because they're
easy to make". Mine are fish, and starfish, seahorses, sea turtles, and
crabs--and then some regular old 6-sided stars. (The 5-sided are the starfish,
of course!) No actual purple trees were harmed in the creation of this fantasy
tradition, in case anyone was wondering.
I was born on a bitterly cold end of January night in the year 1961. It was seven years to the day after the birth of Oprah Winfrey, and one year before the death of Robert Frost on that same day. Cool associations both.
I was the first child of older parents (my mother was 42). I love the color yellow. I am single, and fascinated with life.