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Chats with my Mom #7

Whatsoever Things are Lovely Despite a life that was undoubtedly filled with poverty, abuse, neglect, and the general hardship that was commonplace in the late 1950s, the home that Pa Dyer built was for all intents and purposes quite a cheerful home from the outside. The carousel of stepmothers ended […]

Chats with my Mom #6

Nennen – Godmother. 1951 was a turning point. She had become a mother; she was also expecting her second child. Later that year, nearing Christmas, my grandfather asked permission of his children to marry his ‘one true love’ and his longtime friend Ms. Adelaide. It is at this stage in […]

Chats with My Mom #5

BROKEN DOLLS I had to miss a weekly chat with the old lady. Work was rather busy, and so was she for some reason. We spoke for about two minutes; a brief prayer and I love you. But on Sunday we had our much-anticipated phone call, and an extended conversation. […]

Invidious Part 5

The return to Yonkers, sees the big sister of the family return to the story. Maureen Pemberton has grown up to be the strong, successful woman that her mother had hoped she would become. The past always has a way of rearing its ugly head at the worst possible moments […]

Invidious Pt 4

Louisa, the heroine of our story, has managed to scrap for her family for over thirty years. Joshua Abramson, the son of Jeremiah Keane and the stepbrother to her two children has been invited to the wedding of her son. Jason Pemberton has grown up in a broken home. Never […]

New Shorts Illustrated

Its been a while since I posted a short story. But in line with this morning’s blog about domestic abuse, I wrote several short stories that follows the lives of a fictional family living in Yonkers New York. It is 5 short, fast paced stories that is spread over the […]

And Thou Brutus

A couple years ago I wrote a piece about domestic violence for a magazine in Australia. I received so much wonderful feedback, I felt at the time that it was well worth it. Because I consider myself a storyteller, I had set about writing several short stories about the issue. […]