The Keys House

I was lucky enough to grow up in sunny South Florida, where I wore flip-flops all year round, and winter was only one week in January when the weather dipped below 60 for a couple of days in a row.  I remember thinking as a kid that I never wanted to live anywhere else in…

A Quick Story about JFK’s Sexiness

After a request by a friend, I have been going back through the emails that my aunt and I shared over the past few years. We would write each other about what was going on in our lives, and we would also share stories–both fiction and true. This friend has asked that I post more…

My Grandmother Was Bonnie Blue…Almost

Irene Pawley Baldwin was my grandmother. She was not my biological grandmother, but she was the only maternal grandmother I ever knew. My biological maternal grandmother died when my mother was a young adult. Therefore, Irene, or “Mamama” as I called her, was always my grandmother. Her name may not mean much to you, but…