Rose Mary Clarke’s Story Archive

A Tale of Four Families

You’ve got to be taught To hate and fear . . . It’s got to be drummed In your dear little ear, You’ve got to be carefully taught. You’ve got to be taught to be afraid Of people whose eyes are oddly made And people whose skin is a diff’rent … Read More

What’s in Your Cupboard

What’s in your cupboard? Last week I wrote that my mother canned Pickle Lily. Ann sent an e-mail: “What’s Pickle Lily?” I went to the Internet to double-check the recipe by entering “Pickle Lily” and turned up only three recipes. “You take the buds of lily blossoms and . . … Read More

How Does Your Garden Grow?

“The Lake Isle of Innisfree” I will arise and go now, and go to Innisfree, And a small cabin build there, of clay and wattles made: Nine bean-rows will I have there, a hive for the honey-bee; And live alone in the bee-loud glade. And I shall have some peace … Read More

In the Days of the Lost Sunshine 2017, Part 3

Ah, the trips through those times of innocence in our youth. . . You and I were fortunate to have grown up in a small Midwestern town during the time we did. We could roam the streets at any time of day or night without worry of harm, unlike the … Read More

In the Days of the Lost Sunshine 2017. Part 2

The jelly, the jam, and the marmalade, And the cherry and quince “preserves” she made! And the sweet-sour pickles of peach and pear, With cinnamon in ‘em and all things rare!— And the more we ate was the more to spare Out to Old Aunt Mary’s! My great-aunt Laura, one … Read More