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.

Friday, April 08, 2011

Diary April 8, 1960: The Beginning of My Love Affair with Cruel Shoes

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"Dear Diary--

Today I got my Easter shoes. Also a pair of red slippers. But the shoes! Higher heels than I had hoped, and toes so pointed, even Mother's aren't like that!

It snowed today, when I woke up, then changed to rain, afterwards.

We went to Torrozi's after buying the shoes, I had a clam dinner.

We made a coffee cake in cooking, forgot to light the oven, creamed the topping (just what we weren't supposed to do.) But it was good! Unit 2 used salt instead of sugar in their topping. Ugh! Science was fun. We tried a trick, (it didn't work), talked about Heaven."

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