Praise the green earth. Chance has appointed her home, workshop, larder, middenpit. Her lousy skin scabbed here and there by cities provides us with name and nation.
My mom is a very warm typical sort of Jewish-mother type. And my dad has a somewhat um different personality.
I like it when my mother smiles. And I especially like it when I make her...
My mother was a teacher.
I feel like a semi-single mum.
