Introducing Me

I have one grandchild (Maya, could you guess?), who I am justifiably proud of. Two children, both coming up on middle age, ditto pride.

I live with two cats, Merry and Pippin (litter mates), who are sometimes called Granny's Boys and sometimes The Hooligan Cats. Both are loving and funny, Merry is bigger and Pippin is smarter.

I come from a long line of strong women. My tenth great-grandmother was one of the first three arrested for witchcraft in Salem. My great-grandmother refused to promise to obey when she got married in the 1890s. One of my other great-grandmothers was raised by her widowed grandmother and her great-grandmother, who was born during the Revolution and died after the Civil War.

I live on the side of a mountain overlooking the Gastineau Channel, can watch bald eagles circling below my window, and sometimes knock on my own front door and yell before I open it from the inside because bears have been known to use my stairs.

I stopped being a hippy before the word was in the common vocabulary and am as opinionated as they come.