Katherine's Coffeehouse

We women of certain age have seen some things. But we don’t always tell. We tuck lessons learned into our bra and hold them safe til we need them again. Adjust the straps when it gets too tight. Don’t tell us how to start something. Or how to get it done. Don’t tell us we […]

I wrote this piece the day after the attack on the Capitol. May we always overcome, and may we never forget the fragility of peace.

When I remember you, I want you to remember me, not as I am now, but how it used to be, through the narrow opening of time,

In the family of “Is there enough?” money plays hide and seek,

My grandfather’s book, “Joe on Jury,” memoirs of an America that welcomed volunteers,