A Luminous Halo

"Life is not a series of gig lamps symmetrically arranged; life is a luminous halo, a semi-transparent envelope surrounding us from the beginning of consciousness to the end." --Virginia Woolf

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Location: Springfield, Massachusetts, United States

Smith ’69, Purdue ’75. Anarchist; agnostic. Writer. Steward of the Pascal Emory house, an 1871 Second-Empire Victorian; of Sylvie, a 1974 Mercedes-Benz 450SL; and of Taz, a purebred Cockador who sets the standard for her breed. Happy enough for the present in Massachusetts, but always looking East.

Sunday, March 27, 2011

Diary March 27, 1960: Mom Saves the Day...with Hand-me-downs

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"Dear Diary--

Today I thought would be a total failure. But Mom saved it. At about 3:00 she called me upstairs, and I tried on everything from bathing suits to genuine Saks Fifth Avenue dresses and blouses. And so many things fit, that really hung on me last year! (In the fall). Then I picked out some blue velveteen slacks (kind of baggy), patent leather pumps, a gray beret, pink (very bright) and white-striped blouse (buttons covered with the material) and, over that, a bright yellow cotton jacket with brass buckles. I pinned a corsage on the lapel, and walked around like that.

I finished copying 'Simba.'

P.S. Made up with Kathy--good or bad?"

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