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I was six years old when we left Gaeta. We lived there from 1978-1980 while my dad was stationed on the USS Albany. Who knows how much of my memories are from pictures, family stories, or things I remember. Knowing we were coming to visit Italy, I talked to my parents about these memories. I have been trying to remember what I can that might not exist in pictures.


It has been three months since we moved into the cabin in Chelan. It feels like a long time, but at the same time, it doesn’t. Three months ago, the weather was HOT, Rick and I were excitedly settling into our tiny home, and our outdoor shower was novel. Three months later, the weather is...


  In August, I attended the Willamette Writer’s Conference. I returned full of excitement and eager to write. There was also a great deal of interest in my project from prospective agents and other attendees, once it is further along. Then I got back home, sat down at my desk, and froze. I couldn’t figure...