Rose Mary Clarke’s Story Archive

Home Memories

I’ve come to realize that the time through which we pass isn’t a straight line. Rather, it is circular; and if you live long enough, you re-experience time past in your mind. Our old Irvington home at 312 N. Ritter Ave. is for sale. Seeing pictures of it has taken … Read More

I’m Still Learning to Live!

This is a continuation of the series entitled “Get A Life!” I admire brave, bold, determined individuals who throw caution to the winds and set forth on grand adventures. One of my favorites is the painter, Everett Ruess, who wrote in one of his voluminous journals, “What time is it? … Read More

Lamentations of a Political Junkie

“May those who love us, love us. And those who don’t love us, May God turn their hearts; And if he doesn’t turn their hearts, May he turn their ankles So we’ll know them by their limping.” — An old Celtic saying This column might anger someone, but I’ve reached … Read More

A Potpourri of August Memories

Wasn’t it pleasant, O brother mine In those old days of the lost sunshine of youth . . . And we went visiting, me and you, Out to old Aunt Mary’s? It all comes back so clear today . . . — James Whitcomb Riley, “Out to Old Aunt Mary’s” … Read More

Get a Life! Part 2

Songwriter/poets see with a keen eye and write about human foibles and vulnerabilities with a great economy of words. Peggy Lee popularized the plaintive song “Is That All There Is?” about a woman who always expected more from life than she found: . . . And when I was 12 … Read More