When someone we love has cancer
When someone we love has cancer By Sheryl Boldt Years ago, my mother made plans to visit. The week before she was due to arrive, she phoned to say she wasn’t able to make the trip. She was experiencing a…
PRESSING STYLE: Why style matters in Architecture?
By Deborah DeSilets On June 30, 1997, Morris Lapidus Called me. He had just received A follow-up letter from Kevin Alter about the Fall Lecture Series entitled, "pressing Style". Mr. Lapidus suggested that I come over to his house so…
Happy 59th Cumples BB!
By Bohemian Babushka HolaHolaHola Beautifuls! 59 and feeling fine! Telling BB’s Angels, it’s not quite her time… Si, another Cumples, and Babushka couldn’t be más feliz. Matter of fact, healthwise, besides the COVID chacha, this is the best shape BB’s…
Will America survive?
By Sheryl Boldt Is America imploding? Is there any hope for our divided nation? Immediately following 9/11, I cringed every time I heard a plane fly overhead. Like so many others, I prayed for our nation’s survival. That frightful event’s…
When there’s still ice cream in the freezer
By Sheryl Boldt I love ice cream. The morning after I enjoy a bowl, however, I repent. Every time. The bathroom scale testifies to my indiscretion and makes me say, “Yikes!” every single time. Unfortunately, I still have the rest…
Beyond the Glass Bead Game
by Deborah Desilets For ten years the Anton Refregier Mosaics of the Explorers of the Americas have been in storage. As the one who arranged their gifting to Tallahassee, I have gone to great lengths contemplating this state of affairs.…
July is for Independence, and We’re Half Way There…
By Bohemian Babushka HolaHolaHola Beautifuls! “July is for Independence, and We’re Half Way There” is the title of this writing. Of course you know Babushka’s a lover of Twofers, so this escrito has many meanings, many subtopics, many ways to…