My Mother’s Voice

Alzheimer’s being the conniving thieving bitch that  it is, my mother wasn’t herself in the final years of her life. The  woman I visited in the Alzheimer’s special care unit was a stranger wearing my mother’s skin but not much else, like the invasion of the body snatchers had taken place, month after month beneath the surface, until one day we looked and the woman we knew was gone, replaced by some alien being. An imposter. Intruder alert. Intruder alert. She died back in 2012. Don’t worry; I won’t be getting maudlin on you.  My real mother–not that stranger in a wheel chair, head nodding on her shoulder–is who I want to think about today.  My real mother —Enid Maude Good nee Hayden, a prim, old-fashioned name, perhaps the only thing about her I didn’t love— was British-born and had a lovely London lilt to her voice her whole life even though she left England in the mid-1950’s. I suppose at thirty, her vocal patterns were already frozen in place.  Sounding like a cross between

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Dreaming of France: Love


It's that time of the week when I usually share a French-themed post for Paulita's Dreaming of France meme. I didn't prepare a post in advance and the events in Charlottesville were so disturbing, I found it hard to do anything this weekend


In my opinion Robert E. Lee's statue could be allowed to stand BUT only if alongside the statue, there was a large granite monument detailing the racism and hatred it represents. I don't think we should be allowed to whitewash and forget our shameful history. That's more important than ever now that an American citizen has been killed by Nazis here on American soil. On that same granite memorial I'd propose a tribute to Heather Heyer who died standing up to hate. 

That being said, these two photos with the word love•• painted on the wall are two of my favorite shots from our recent trip. Both found in Paris, on brighter days. 

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  1. Yes! Thanks for sharing the love, Sim. I don't know how to fix the problem of those who want to commemorate southern generals knowing that they stood for slavery (I know, states' rights blah, blah, blah). You'll notice that the Germans have no statues in honor of Hitler, not because he wasn't an inspiring leader but because he killed millions of people! Thanks for playing along with Dreaming of France

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