Italo Calvino said: The more enlightened our houses are, the more their walls ooze ghosts. There have always been ghosts haunting the houses in which we lived. They came with the family heirlooms, passed from one generation to the next. You got the goods, you got the ghosts. The possessions bottle-necked with my mother, an only child – the only child to that generation. She received the collection of pieces that […]
Eight kids in 12 years, the last two are boys. I attended a parochial grade school, in the same class as my older sister, we are that close in age. “Irish Twins” are fairly common in large Catholic families. Mass several times a week with school, Sundays, of course. Holy days of obligation. The nuns wore the dark long habits with the large dark rosary beads, heads covered, when I […]
A magical kingdom, a beautiful country. Kathmandu. Mount Everest. Not my Nepal. I am hopeful my story will unfold over time. A story of dying, death, corruption. Of kindness, hope, coincidence. Sixteen years and no one person knows the entire story. Nor has it been told. Nepal…
Anne Squared 