Facing our fears
While I try to sell my finished novel* to a publisher, I am researching my next book about locking up those judged to be outside the norms of society. Asylums built in the US and Europe during the 1800s and early 1900s now stand empty and crumbling or are repurposed…
Celebrating the life of my sister Fran
Frances was a mother’s day gift, born in 1962, the 6th child to my Catholic parents and the second with Down Syndrome. I can’t imagine what that was like for my parents. I recall my dad telling me at some point, when I was older, that his worst fear was having what was referred to back then — a retarded child.