Harvey meets Dorothy

Just a quick note on Harvey and then it’s back to work for us!

For those of you who don’t know our favorite person Dorothy; here’s Dorothy summed up in two pictures:

Born in the 1920’s Dorothy has lived through so many experiences; from depressions, civil right, cold wars, world wars, to babies, weddings, deaths, and blizzards.

A quick visit to Dorothy would be an afternoon going through pictures and hearing stories (our favorite is how as a little girl she and her siblings would sell cloth to the men building roads in Syracuse. an nickle for dry and a dime for wet.)

Her story is still being written…

At 94, Dorothy traveled (not flew…traveled) from our neighborhood in New York to Texas so she could be closer to her family (who are each just as special to us as she is).

At 94, she met Hurricane Harvey, and got to have a National Guard chauffeur when leaving her new home.

Today, she’s still smiling, still LIVING life, still being adventurous, and still being the voice of calm in chaos for everyone around.

We all should grow up to be Dorothy!

Broken Mirror & other morbid tales




Here’s the thing about horror, it’s either beautiful in the way it makes that chill run, like the way “Silent Hill” manages no matter how many times you experience it. Or its…its cheesy, let’s say a “Leprechaun” level of B rating.
Broken Mirror is definitely no Leprechaun. well, ok, fine one Leprechaun, but don’t worry there are plenty more stories than that one in this collection!
You might even find yourself reading a story which such Poe like romantic irony you have to re-read that particular one twice! It was by far my favorite, very poetic, & very sweetly written. For that story alone (Impatient for Death) the entire book is worth a read.

For those if you that need more, the entire collection covers a wide array of fears, pain, emotion. Each character takes you on an instance. One single moment in their existence. You are just lucky enough to get them at their worst. That is probably the best part. You don’t know the beginning, or the end, all you get to see is this snapshot. No background, no foreshadowing, no development to this very instance, no clue as to what happens after the dust has settled. I love the “snapshot” story telling this collection gives you.