Darling Girl
Saturday, and the north-bound Northeast Regional train was packed. We had boarded in Philadelphia, heading to New York City for a day trip, lunch and a matinee. We had no luggage. But we were the […]
Author: Kathryn Taylor
Kathy Taylor has had essays published in the Philadelphia Inquirer, WHYY’s website, the Broad Street Review, Purple Clover and the Princeton Alumni Weekly. Recently retired as a director for Alumni Affairs & Communications at Princeton, she has lived in the Philadelphia area since 1974. She and her husband have two grown children. Her children and husband, and sometimes her cats, make regular appearances in her essays..
Bye, Bye Birdies
Birdlife International, National Geographic, the National Audubon Society, and the Cornell Lab of Ornithology declared 2018 the Year of the Bird. But there has been no celebrating at my house. All the good birds abandoned […]
Have a Nice Trip
Last Saturday morning I fell down and broke my crown. I didn’t really break it, but I certainly gave it some rough treatment. I had gotten up early to check Weather.com. When could I work […]
The Universe, What a Wit
The $20 check was written and in an envelope beside me on the passenger’s seat of my Subaru. I was peeling out the driveway when my husband came walking up from the train station, home […]
Count on AARP to give us geezers the straight poop
In an AARP Bulletin cover story on “Health Fads, Fails and Fixes,” Dr. Rosario Ligresti, MD, director of the Pancreas Center at Hackensack University Medical Center, discusses fecal transplant and its health benefits: “Donor stool […]
Death to the Moth
(With no apologies whatsoever to “The Death of the Moth”) Oh that Virgina Woolf. Such a sentimental softie. There she is in a room of her own, sitting at her writing desk but obviously procrastinating […]
Crushing It
My 65th birthday is barreling down on me. My Medicare Card already takes up space in my wallet, and it will be effective in a matter of days. The approach of this milestone moment makes […]
Piano Lessons
I like to play the piano. I hate having to play the piano. This condition has existed for nearly 60 years, so I doubt it’s going to clear up. Early symptoms appeared when I was […]
Update news…
First it was my Appigo ToDo app. An update check brought me the dire message: ToDo’s newest version refused to stoop to my iPhone’s antiquated operating system. If I chose to continue to live in […]
A Moving Story
Not long ago an envelope appeared in our mailbox from a realtor. It was addressed by hand — really by hand, not “by hand” by machine. The writer identified herself as a local agent working […]