When I set out to learn about my mother's bridge club, the Jewish octogenarians behind the matching outfits and accessories, I never expected to fall in love with them. This is the story of the ladies, their game, their gen, and the ragged path that led me back to my mother.
You all know how I feel about holidays and family. I mean it’s material. Only then you get older and all the “toxic dynamics” are no longer interesting. It’s like the turkey; you can only stand so much. And then you’re underneath the crawl space with a composition notebook and blanket for the mildewed floor. “Loyalty to the family is tyranny to the self.” A friend told me that a long time ago and I tattooed it on my heart.
What does your tattoo say?
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Betsy Lerner 
“Guilt is a choice.”
“The Tao that can be named is not the Tao.”
(It doesn’t say that.)
When they go, they’re gone.
Fool me once……
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No good deed goes unpunished…
Shut up and go back to the fields
I’m a little unsettled by this one because I initially perceived it as a modern response, unintended I’m sure (hope), to times before the Civil War. Or a warning to migrant workers? I apologize if I’m misinterpreting it.
Mike D, I immediately thought the same thing but was too chicken to cluck about it.
Trying so hard to be edgy.
It is what it is so deal.
Here’s to us, and them’s like us. Damned few left.
A belated thanks for the kind thoughts about Beauregardless, and thank you again, Betsy, for bringing us together.
I’m the sane one (cue screaming).
It’s all relative.
Regarding T-giving: “It’s just one
afternoon.”
Plus, no turkey. Beef tenderloin, for that alternative steak house experience.
“I never really appreciated my mother. I never appreciated myself.”
Sound familiar? It is my story too.
“Don’t take no shit from nobody” – as spoken by Billy Joel at MSG
“Oh Sister, Am I Not A Brother To You?/And One Deserving Of Affection?/And Is Our Purpose Not The Same On This Earth?/To LOVE & Follow HIS Di-Rection. . . ?”
I have often considered a tattoo design based upon the molecular symbol for caffeine. Pretty much sums up my life.
I agree with the tyranny thin. But toilet training should always be praised and gratefully thanked. A brave, brave enterprise whose essence is the kernal of civilization. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you.
What some people don’t know, you can’t tell them.
There’s no place like home. The rest is a cakewalk.
I am here by some sad, cosmic mistake
And I am homesick.
Ernest Howard Crosby
(1856 – 1907)
“What the fuck was I thinking?”