It’s Not Okay

Ruby The past 10 or so days have proved enormously instructive for me.  They’ve provided the kind of instruction I hear tell of from my parents’ days in Catholic school in the 50s and 60s, when one of the nuns would slap a student or turn from a sweet, soft-spoken angel of a teacher into the fires of hell epitomized, without raising anything but her voice. Continue reading


Stigma? What Stigma?

AlwaysYes, everyone.  It’s me.  Again.  Ruby had to jet off to paradise and I promised her I’d pick up the slack while she was away.  Lucky you.  😉

The title of this post may seem a bit odd, or at least it will after you read on and realize that I am not being facetious or sarcastic with it. Continue reading