If wishes were horses, beggars would ride. If turnips were watches, I’d wear one by my side. So goes a children’s nursery rhyme. Wishes! We all have them; we all say from time to time, I wish this were true or not true, or that he would hurry or she would reach a decision. […]

Cleaning Out That Junky Attic
A friend of mine is getting ready to move to a different location. She is going through everything in her house, deciding what she wants and what she doesn’t want. I don’t think she has an attic, but if she did, she’d be sorting through it, keeping, discarding. Why can’t we do that with memories? […]

Wow! Whose Dream Was That?
I dreamed last night that I was singing, My Heart Cries for You. Does anybody remember that beautiful old song? Click on the title to hear Connie Francis sing it. What a voice! Connie’s, I mean, not mine. It was almost like a violin, with a sob in it. Other people sang it too, including […]
When I Grow Too Old to Dream
We all have a dream–something that puts a spring in our steps and a gleam in our eyes. Dreams are those wonderful things as filmy as spiders’ webs, as substantial as moonbeams, somewhere ahead of us, calling to us to follow, to pursue, to hope, to reach. We can spin dreams of the straw of […]

If You Stub Your Toe on the Moon
If You Stub Your Toe on the Moon is a very old song, recorded by Bing Crosby in 1947 and Frank Sinatra in 1949. It’s a song about trying to reach a dream, not quite getting there, but finding something else that is even more fulfilling. The point is to try. It was a great […]


