The Girl Next Door

The Girl Next Door

Fourteen year old Brenda had just finished helping her mother with the supper dishes when the phone rang. It was Janet, the girl next door, and she wanted to know whether Brenda wanted to go sled riding. There was little that could have made Brenda leave the house...
New Year’s Day 1965 Begins with Music

New Year’s Day 1965 Begins with Music

On New Year’s Day 1965, there was no better place for fourteen-year-old Brenda to be than in her room. In her solitude with the door shut, she was doing what she loved to do most: write and listen to music. She was never lonely in her own company, and the closed door...
Friday Evenings at Grandmother’s

Friday Evenings at Grandmother’s

Every family has its rituals — those things that are done week after week — and life isn’t quite the same when they stop. Until I was 11 years old, our Friday tradition was spending the evening at my paternal grandmother’s house. My father was an attentive...
My Growing Season

My Growing Season

The past couple of months have been busy. A lot has happened. Nothing earth-shaking. It’s just been one of those times in life where experiences make us feel something profound and grow us in ways we hadn’t expected. In early September, I attended the Beaver County...
Another Dateless Saturday Night in the Winter of 1969

Another Dateless Saturday Night in the Winter of 1969

It’s the weekend before finals and tension is beginning to build. Upperclassmen tell us that we won’t be able to stand the torture that they call “The Week of Silence.” They say we’ll go screaming through the streets. I find this hard to believe, but since I’ve never...