Beebe’s letter to Santa Dear Santa, I’m getting nothing for Christmas. Mommy and Nurse Judy are mad. They say I’m getting nothing for Christmas, Because…
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“Havana’s Christmas” A holiday rhyme by Judy Conlin Santa sat in his workshop A puzzled look on his face. What gift could he give To …
I recently got an invitation to visit my old high school’s reunion. The invitation asked that we submit a current photo of ourselves showing our…
I enjoy writing books, even though it is hard work and difficult to find time in my busy schedule to carve out the time it…
Having lived with Nurse Judy (my critical alter ego) for so long, I find myself responding to many of her criticisms by finally trying to…
Summer arrived on schedule, and I’m not ready. Everything moves more quickly when you get older. I remember summer as long, wonderful, leisurely days full…
I am a Gemini. That means there are really two of me or two sides of me. This accounts for Nurse Judy, my live-in alter…
My closet is a complete mess. This is not unusual, as Nurse Judy, my fashion-conscious alter ego, is continually rummaging through it, trying to be…
Back in the day I was not a women’s libber. I would not have been caught dead at a “Burn the Bra” rally. I was…
A dad is someone who: • may race to the hospital for an imminent birth, leaving the mom-to-be behind. • is sure he wants a…