Ah, romantic summer! A season of weddings, beach picnics, and walking hand in hand… by the light of a silvery moon. By the light of the silvery moon I want to spoon To my honey, I’ll croon love’s tune Honey moon, keep a-shinin’ in June Your silvery beams will bring love’s dreams We’ll be cuddlin’ … More By the Light of the Silvery Moon
When I was in school, the yearbook put girls’ and boys’ pictures in separate sections, and I never thought about it. I went to a university that had no coed dorms and had the men’s and women’s dorms on opposite sides of the campus. I accepted that, too; I was used to being segregated by … More Why Wouldn’t a Woman Want to Vote?
“Where do you get the inspiration for your books?” Emilie Loring was asked. “From everywhere!” she replied. In May, 1927, Charles Lindbergh’s first nonstop, solo flight across the Atlantic Ocean suggested “gay courage,” not only to Emilie Loring, but to all who needed it. The whole world waited in watchful suspense and then erupted in … More Gay Courage Comes When It’s Needed!
Wouldn’t it be fun to spend a week in the setting of an Emilie Loring novel? … More Home, Sweet Mansion!
Do you remember a TV game show called “To Tell the Truth?” Each night, contestants claimed to be a person whose profile was read at the start of the show. A panel of celebrities questioned the contestants to figure out who was really the profiled person and who was an imposter. I found myself in … More To Tell the Truth: “I am Judge William G. McAdoo”
When I’m having a hard time getting started for the day, sometimes I browse. Browse is such a nice word, “an act of casual looking or reading.” I love to browse the stacks in a library, for example. I turn down an aisle marked “635 – Domestic Gardening” and end up in an easy chair, … More Browsing to Connection
It’s a dream of mine to have a library. I would have shelves on three walls, some open and some with glass doors. The fourth wall would have a big, beautiful window overlooking something lovely, with a comfortable desk and chair facing outward to capture the view. In the center of the room, I’d have … More Our Selves in our Libraries