By Debra J. White Money doesn’t grow on trees, nor is it in my bank account. I’m in my twilight years, recently turned seventy. I’ll probably die without a hefty stock portfolio, or wads of cash stashed underneath my bed. Just as well. I can’t take it with me beyond. Then again, no one else … Continue reading Money Talks But Not To Me
Shopping Memories
By Debra J. White I grew up in New York City during the Cold War era. The city was packed with multi-level department stores that stocked clothing, furniture, toys, linens, hats, appliances and more. There was free gift wrapping and complimentary boxes. Some NYC department stores like Bloomingdale’s were high end for the upscale shopper. … Continue reading Shopping Memories
Home, What Happens When You Don’t Have One
By Debra J. White Home can be a studio apartment with leaky plumbing, a cracked ceiling and pesky cockroaches or a spacious mansion with a neatly manicured lawn and a four-car garage. For cats and dogs, home can be with an owner who lives in a lakeside cabin or with a senior citizen in a … Continue reading Home, What Happens When You Don’t Have One
For $2.00 She Was Mine
By Debra J. White Maxine died in 2001. I miss her terribly even now. I can still remember that dayin September 1988 when I was a social worker in a crime ridden, gang infested and run-down Bronx neighborhood. I paid $2.00 to a crack dealer for a skinny, flea infested straydog. Since then, I’ve rescued … Continue reading For $2.00 She Was Mine
Academy of the Heart And Mind 