There comes a point in the life of a Boomer woman when she looks in the mirror and begins to gently pull her neck skin back to see what she used to look like. I’ve done this many times. Sometimes I’ll even use my hair clips to hold the thin, tender skin in place. Though I can achieve a thirty-something neck, I find it hard to get the natural, balanced look for the rest of my face. You see, if I pull the skin to tuck behind the ears, I risk pulling too much and then it’s the “Beverly Hills
Daily Archives: March 12, 2007
Poland Remembered … and my Father
By Stu Whitley
Bio
there’s a fading, sepia photograph of me, shipboard, clutching my mother’s hand
immigrants to a new life, worlds separated by an ocean from all that was then known
taking seven days to cross. now holding the photograph close, it’s not easy
to discern what I was thinking, for my expression – fast frozen these many years