Dear friends, thanks to you for coming to the launch party yesterday for my book Wonder Woman Electric to the Rescue. For those of you who weren’t able to get into the zoom, here’s the link to the video: https://youtu.be/OpFlUkuQYWQ.
We’ll have another launch party on Wednesday, January 12 at 5pm pacific time. https://www.eventbrite.com/e/225600205287
My wife Holly and I have a tradition at the end of the year — declaring our intentions for the new year. We usually revisit the previous year’s intentions, but we couldn’t really remember what was said last year, at the close of 2020. We were in the midst of…
I published a book in 1988 with a new edition in 1993. Hard Hatted Women: Life on the Job is an anthology of stories by and about women working in the construction trades and blue-collar jobs.
I had a publisher then, Seal Press, a woman-owned press that focused on women’s…
Our family never did that thing where white-robed virgins with candle crowns bring breakfast, but we did celebrate Swedish Christmas. Culture was supplied by my grandmother, Gerda, who grew up on a farm near Lake Vänern in central Sweden in an age when you really did hitch the horse up…
Tradeswomen activists changed our world from the personal realm up to the national and international. This is the story of San Francisco Women in Trades, one of hundreds of local organizations in cities across the country dedicated to the success of women in nontraditional blue collar jobs.
The tradeswomen movement…
With poverty on the rise, a dearth of affordable housing, climbing infant mortality, and a pandemic crisis that our failing healthcare system struggles to confront, it’s starting to seem like the U.S. is sliding into the status of a “Third World” country. Now comes…
Day of the Dead, Dia de los Muertos, has become one of my favorite holidays. Credit should go to the influence of Mexican culture.
I couldn’t remember when I first started celebrating Day of the Dead, at this time of the year when the veil between the lands of the…
I’ve been thinking about my mother and what her life was like as a young person. Mom was born in 1913 and graduated high school in 1929. She came of age in the 1930s. Born in 1949, I came of age in the 1960s. They were two very different worlds.
Dear Friends,
Happy fall! Lately I’m being told I’ve gotten lazy with pagan holidays. I’m focusing too much on the Celts and should expand my cultural reach.
I confess I do love the Celts. But of course the autumn equinox has associations with harvest time in many cultures in the…
After I discovered love letters from a mysterious woman to my mother in an old scrapbook from the 1930s, I endeavored to find out as much as I could about my mother’s admirer, Eddie. Who was she and what was her story?
Over a couple of years my brother Don…
