The Umbrella
I like umbrellas. I like the way that they keep me dry, and I love the sound that the rain makes as it patters over my head. It is very soothing. I am also aware that, to this day, Umbrellas
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Step into the shoes of First Coast locals with our Anecdotal section, where everyday stories paint a vivid picture of life in Jacksonville. From heartwarming encounters and quirky local traditions to personal triumphs and community spirit, we share the real, unfiltered experiences that capture the essence of our unique coastal haven.
I like umbrellas. I like the way that they keep me dry, and I love the sound that the rain makes as it patters over my head. It is very soothing. I am also aware that, to this day, Umbrellas
I worked for Caroline Tool selling equipment for about 10 years, off and on. I’ve been trying to get all of my road stories together for a book. This is one, among hundreds………….. I had just gotten permission from the
According to a 19th-century legend, the Truth and the Lie meet one day. The Lie says to the Truth: “It’s a marvelous day today”! The Truth looks up to the skies and sighs, for the day was really beautiful. They
Dearest Lucille, First of all, you are beautiful–the most lovely you will ever be. Ignore those blackheads and arm pimples that blemish your adorable body. They will be replaced by cellulite and wrinkles of time travels. Celebrate your youthful beauty
To this Italiana — Food is family. Food is fun. Food is love. Comfort food is forever synonymous with Italian food. Consider Mama Giardino’s answer to any problem, any joy, “Pray and mangia,” not necessarily in that order. My
Conversations with my grandson cause delicious dread Deciphering innocent inquiries that fill his adorable head Did you ride on dinosaurs when you were a little girl? What’s with that crazy hairdo in the photo with disco curls? What
This is a eulogy I penned on the death of my dear mother-in-law Isabella Cortese. She was my friend, my confidant and mentor. These are the life lessons she taught me.
I take a deep breath and enter the rambling brick school building. The reputation of “that school” is well known in education circles around the suburbs of Washington, DC. At 26 years of age, this 5’2″ (alternative fact for 5’1/2″)
“I’ll be 60 this year—that’s so old!” I mused to myself. It was just past midnight January 1, 2006. Preoccupied with thoughts of becoming a certified senior citizen, I sped down the new 9A highway ignoring two warning signs: Merge.
You know the old saying…”I’ve been thrown out of better places than this!” How about getting tossed out of a five star resort? By bouncers? On your honeymoon? We were celebrating our recent nuptials at the Ritz Carlton, the most
MA BELL (Landline Telephone) and her daughter ANN DROID (Smart Phone) MA BELL: Ann, where do you think you’re going so early in the morning? ANN DROID: Tom is taking me to work with him. See ya later! MA BELL:
The Sands of my Childhood had a way of coloring my entire life. My earliest memories are of running through the sands of the orange groves that surrounded my grandparent’s house. How many hours did I plow through that soft
