Ana #5 – Aprons*

Yes, I know that I can’t take any of my treasures into the next world. And yes, I’ve been slowly sorting and purging. At least of the easy stuff:  jam and jelly jars; abandoned clothes; a…

Anas #3 – A Gift of Beauty

I’ve long since told you about my introduction to graduate school at the University of Oregon: deaf landlady, garret room with a naked lightbulb, one refrigerator shelf, reading assignments triple those that I’d experienced in college,…

Ana #2 – Gold or God

Soon after I was born, Paul and Esther—my mother and father—signed me up for an account at McPherson’s Pioneer Savings and Loan Association.  When I was old enough to understand, the bank gave me a miniature…

ANAS and Ana #1 – Tour Train Babble

I learned the word “ana” in graduate school as I focused on early U.S. history. Secretary of State Thomas Jefferson penned a series of short notes titled “The Anas.” Gossip, slanderous digs, frustrations, and observations…