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Julia "Who"

It was 4:30 in the afternoon when the phone rang. It was Doris Koplin, Chairperson of the local planning committee and  longtime friend. She got right to the point. “Do you have room for two more for dinner?” I hedged. Hmm...I’d have to re-set some tables, re-portion some food. She continued without missing a beat, “Julia loved your menu and wants to come to yo…

A Tribute to Laura Rozo

 When we travel through life we never know when we will encounter another human whose presence and whose circumstances are so compelling that we must reach out. This is what happened when I first heard about Laura Rozo and invited her to come chat one afternoon last December.   What first struck me was that she, who was ill and dying, had more life energy in her than most peopl…

Nesting

I am moving...again. My family and friends are not too surprised. I seem to do this sort of thing at least every decade and sometimes even more often. For nine years I have enjoyed my mid-century modern home in a wooded sanctuary not far from the University of North Carolina campus in Chapel Hill. Now we are moving to a condominium that was carved out of a 1937 building that once housed 30…

Birthing a Book

                             Several months ago I wrote a blog about pressing the "send" button on my manuscript for "Children of the Stars". That seems like lifetimes ago. Almost nothing has captured my attention or focus but the work of finishing this book. I am almost there.The proofs will be back in a week or s…

The Pounding

Recently, neighbors and colleagues in our ChapelHill  community were facing both cancer treatment for one of its members and an unfathomable family loss. A mutual friend organized meals to be brought several times a week, dropping off at the bench at their front door. I brought some lemon ginger rice, a mixed grilled of chicken, lamb and shrimp and my all-purpose Asian Red Cabbage sla…