The highland people of Guatemala…

My husband heard the excitement in my gasp…

My mom was a generous gift giver.

I remember the time and place I smoked my first joint…

The small ceramic pinch pot is marked…

Meet my Danny.

My grandmother was a real character…

I was born in the Mormon church…

My parents bought all their furniture at Turk…

My mom had three sisters…

On my knickknack shelf sits a pitcher…

On February school break…

When I was in college, a woman…

Spaghetti with Great Nonna Maria’s recipe…

She pulled out a telegram…

Two photos of foreign-looking people…

I have such fond memories of my Grandmother.

For Christmas, when I was around 10-years-old…

World War II was officially over.

My grandfather owned a small, old-fashioned grocery store…