by Clifford Mae Henderson | Jul 14, 2020 | Black Lives Matter
I am inspired to share this story after reading Renee Bess’s June 25th blog on Woman and Words. If you haven’t read it, please do. I am specifically inspired by her phrase: “Those of us who have grown up living in racially diverse communities, attended schools with...
by Clifford Mae Henderson | Jun 17, 2020 | Uncategorized
So I’m standing out at Lighthouse Field in Santa Cruz, California. I’m there with thousands of other protesters. I’ve come with a few friends, all younger than me by at least a decade, and they are at least a couple of decades older than most of the other protesters....
by Clifford Mae Henderson | May 20, 2020 | Musings
It happened on Mother’s Day, Dixie and I out walking the hood as we often do. We walk a lot. Always have. Lately, other people have been too. The streets are filled with walkers, and Mother’s Day was no exception. Whole families, masked couples, unmasked couples,...
by Clifford Mae Henderson | Apr 15, 2020 | Musings
I’m pretty sure I didn’t take a single breath for 3 days straight last week. I’m not sure how I survived this, and it took its toll. I clenched my jaws at night. Got a crick in my neck. Got a headache. The thing is, I thought I was breathing. I did yoga, took some...
by Clifford Mae Henderson | Mar 17, 2020 | Uncategorized
Yup. Santa Cruz is officially on lockdown—or, partial lockdown. They call it “shelter in place.” What this means: “essential services” are still allowed to stay open. There’s a list of these, they include things like grocery stores, hospitals, plumbers, and hardware...
by Clifford Mae Henderson | Feb 19, 2020 | Musings
Crossword puzzles, Scrabble, Words with Friends… I don’t play any of them. Is the correct word for engaging in any of these activities even “play”? Do people actually enjoy doing crosswords? Scrabble? Crosswords always seem like so much work to me, my mind twisting...
by Clifford Mae Henderson | Jan 15, 2020 | Musings
When my wife, Dixie, and I moved into this house twenty-five years ago, we looked around at all the space and said, There’s no way we’ll ever fill this! Our small stucco California bungalow looked to us like a mansion. And it was compared to the condo we’d just left....
by Clifford Mae Henderson | Nov 20, 2019 | Musings
Today in a jury room, while myself and eleven other jurors deliberated on the case we’d been assigned, a DUI resulting in a T-bone car accident, our deliberation took us to this question: Should we take into account that the trauma surgeon treating the victim’s broken...
by Clifford Mae Henderson | Oct 16, 2019 | Musings
The other day, I was cleaning out my bookshelf and came across a tattered book that was given to my mother as a teenager. (Though when I texted her just now she said she has no memory of the “Steve and Sue” whose inscription in the front cover indicates they gifted...
by Clifford Mae Henderson | Sep 19, 2019 | Blog Tour
Hello Friends! I’d like to introduce you to Louisa Kelly, who is on a blog tour! What is that, you ask? Well, for starters it’s something I have never done. But many authors do. They get other authors to host them on their websites. And because I am a big...
