Jeanne Koré Salvato

found Godot (maybe)

found Godot (maybe)

oday on my front steps I found a peanut.  One peanut in its shell.  And, of course, I started singing, “Found a peanut, found a peanut, found a pea ee nut just now.  Just now I found a peanut, found a peanut just now.” Well, I believe I found...
Irish postscript

Irish postscript

nd let me say, a postscript is a lovely addition to a letter, or, in this case, a blog.  I used to love to see how many PSs could genuinely be added to a letter.  We’ve got PS, then PPS, then PPPS. In fact, according to author Shaun Usher, “The PS is the...
cheating

cheating

hat is the value of cheating? “Value?”you ask. First, cheating is fun.  It is more fun to do than to read about, I’m guessing.  What?  Cheating fun?  Well, only in certain contexts.  For example, in playing the card game, “GO FISH”...
where’s godot

where’s godot

“¡hat!” you say, upon opening this post.  “Where’s Godot?” (I would like to let that sink in for a minute.)  “Where’s Godot?” could become the new, “Where’s Waldo?” Where is Waldo? He is with Godot, perhaps at the library where I’m moonlighting, teaching writing...
la toussaint

la toussaint

omeone asked me what I miss about France in October, and the answer was la Toussaint. Painting: Olga Wisinger-Florian 1844-1926 Vienne Intérieur avec table dressée pour la fête de la Toussaint Interior with table laid for saint’s day 1909 Back in history, this...