Exploring Our Connection to People and Place
In case you missed the first installment, you can read it here: Finding Family in Sicily – Part 1 Over 100 years ago, Mary’s grandfather left Piana degli Albanesi for America. He was 19 years old. His oldest brother joined him and, later, his… Continue Reading “Finding Family in Sicily – Part 2”
This post is serious. But mixed in with some fun. Did you know that Texas has the largest gathering of people dressed like turkeys? Larger than any other state. There’s probably a really good chance it’s the largest gathering of turkey drag anywhere IN… Continue Reading “The Happiest States in the U.S.”
I was 18 years old when I decided to move across the country on my own. And since this meant I would not be attending Northern Illinois University as my parents had hoped, I would not be accepting any money from them. Not that… Continue Reading “Let’s All Have a Door, Let’s All Have a Roof”
“Because I was fifteen and generally an idiot, I thought that the feeling of home I was experiencing had to do with the car and where it was parked, instead of attributing it wholly and gratefully to my sister.” The Dutch House by Ann… Continue Reading “What Feels Like Home”
Naples is the last place I would expect to see something related to the struggle for Civil Rights in America. But there I was in the San Ferdinando district, admiring The Royal Palace from the 17th Century when inside the Courtyard of Honour was… Continue Reading “Rosa Parks. Almost Home”
Over the years, when I talk about my work researching the psychology of home, inevitably someone will say, “Home is inside you.” Yes, I smile. This is true. It took many years for me to experience this truth. One can know something intellectually but… Continue Reading “Home is Inside You”
Things have changed a lot in recent years. The traditional roles of mother and father aren’t what they were when many of us were growing up – and certainly not what they were in the time of our grandparents and those before them. Today,… Continue Reading “The Special Role of Fathers”
If you don’t know the history of the Greenwood massacre, you’re not alone. But it’s time that you do.
“Winter must be cold for those with no warm memories.” – Anne Bradstreet (Puritan Colonialist, poet, mother of eight, (1612-1672) When I was growing up, kids were allowed to play outside unsupervised. In fact, it was the norm. Even the expectation. No questions asked.… Continue Reading “Winter Memories and Home”