Reflections on being a royal watcher

tamrawilson Queen Elizabeth II

I was watching the TV monitor at the nail salon when a special bulletin broke into regular programming: Queen Elizabeth II had died. I felt immediately sad, as if I’d lost a dear relative. I’ve been a royal watcher since childhood. My mother, who had followed the drama surrounding Wallis Simpson and Edward VIII, had remained fascinated with Britain’s Royal …

Nothing says VBS like Popsicle crafts, cherry Kool-Aid

tamrawilson Bible School, Uncategorized

Nothing says VBS like Popsicle sticks, cherry Kool-Aid Recently, Southern Living Magazine ran an article about Vacation Bible School being a mark of growing up Southern. I disagree. Bible school was very much a part of my Midwestern upbringing, and I sense the same for other parts of the country. As today, Bible School was centered around a theme, such …

Bonjour, Jean. Comment vas-tu?

tamrawilson French

If you took French in the 1960s, chances are this dialog is burned into your memory: Bonjour Jean. Comment vas-tu? (Hello, John, How are you?) Tres bien, merci. Et toi? (Very well, thanks. And you?) Pas mal, merci. (Not bad, thanks). This well-worn dialog is from the A-LM French course used in the 1960s. I know like a radio jingle. …

Stars aligned to birth two music legends in June 1942

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Apparently the stars were aligned in June 1942. As World War II blazed, two of the most legendary composers of our lifetime were born: Paul McCartney and Brian Wilson. You may have heard about McCartney turning 80 on June 18, but Wilson’s big day on June 20 slipped by essentially unnoticed by the media, and that’s too bad. Wilson’s might …

Air travel is for the birds

tamrawilson Travel

A lot of people are traveling this summer in spite of high prices and long lines. Recently, while I was checking in to a flight at Charlotte Douglas International Airport, the security line stretched the length of the Departures lobby. After two years of COVID restrictions, folks are eager to get out of Dodge while the getting’s good. I expected …

Strawberry fields, forever

tamrawilson strawberries

Nothing says May quite like fresh strawberries. And no, I’m not talking about packages of berries in the produce section. I mean the ones you pick yourself. Last Thursday I took my young granddaughter to a pick-your-own field south of Newton and spent a short while stepping among the neat rows. White plastic surrounding the soil around each plant, unlike …

Life is short. Use the good dishes.

tamrawilson Cleaning house, Keepsakes, Old stuff, Uncategorized

Most young adults aren’t into the stuff Baby Boomers have collected. What one generation treasures, the next one rejects. It’s true. The bone china and silver that you registered for when you got married may be relegated to Goodwill. When it comes to stuff, there are two kinds of people: keepers and shedders. I am of the former group mostly, …