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Category Archives: Greens
I’m not a mother, but I am. And then there’s Anya James.
I never intended to become a mother, but then my partner’s nephew came to us from a background of severe abuse & neglect. Now he’s 23 & doing great. In contrast: the case of Anya James. Continue reading
Into the Woods
This is the first of what’ll probably be two or three posts about my trip last weekend to Spokane. The main reason I went down there was to join my brothers Dave & Mark, sister Mer, nieces & nephew, & … Continue reading
Posted in Greens
Tagged bragging about my family, Brewster family, Dave, Davenport WA, Green family, Lauren Green, Linda (1), Linda (2), Mark, musical theatre, slideshow, Spokane, theatre
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Deaths
Today’s a day that’s had a lot of deaths in it. The first was the death of someone I hadn’t known of before, a woman named Jerri Nielsen, an ER doctor from Ohio who was working in Antarctica and had … Continue reading
Posted in Greens, Journal
Tagged candle, Dad, death, Mom, poem, Village Lounge & Disco, Wellesley College
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Conflation (poem)
Conflation I found home far from my birthplace, but at night my dreams remind me: I see them, Mom and Dad and their home at one with the landscape I now call my own and in daylight reality I know … Continue reading
Blinks
On Facebook, my friend David has been thinking about blinks. He posted a brief little meditation about it a few days ago, & this morning a wonderful short poem called “Blinking” that I wish I could post here but I … Continue reading
Posted in Greens, Nonfiction
Tagged 1962, 1994, blinks, cats, Columbia Falls, creative nonfiction, Dad, Dave, David Cheezem, Eight Lives, Facebook, Green family, Gretchen Legler, Lem the cat, Mark, Melz history, memory, Mer, Mom, Montana, Rozz, UAA, Whylie, writing
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Lauren Green sings
Last Saturday (April 4) I attended a concert at UAA of the winners and honorable mentions in two competitions held recently by National Association of Teachers of Singing Alaska (NATS): Classical Voice (held April 3–4) and Musical Theater (held February … Continue reading
Out of the cave
I’ve been going through a rough patch lately. A patch . . . oh, about 8 months long. A cave, to be sure, well-supplied with bookshelves, TV, laptop, Kindle, iPod Touch, & plenty of escapist entertainment; but a cave nonetheless, … Continue reading
Didn't notice when I took it….
Me, today First day of snow in Anchorage this year, though doesn’t look like it’ll last. Enough that I had to brush the snow off my car this morning, & take it real slow & easy driving to work. At … Continue reading
Sunflowers for my mother
Mom, these are some of the sunflowers Mark’s work sent for Dad, because they were your favorite flower. I was always lousy at remembering Mother’s Day or your birthday early enough to get a card to you. But Mom, today … Continue reading