Found: Big Bucks in My Sock Drawer. Lost: My Mother

By Barbara Falconer Newhall Wow. The other day I found four – count 'em four – brand new hundred-dollar bills in my sock drawer. They were tucked in an … [Read more...]

Tinka Falconer: Her Ninety-Three Years

Here's a copy of my mother's obituary. The whole family traveled to Michigan in July for a memorial mass and burial  next to my father in the Pentwater … [Read more...]

Feng Shui Tip for the Writing Room and the Bedroom — Your Mother’s Not Allowed, and Neither Are the Kids

By Barbara Falconer Newhall Thumbing through a book on feng shui at the now defunct Gaia bookstore in Berkeley a few years ago, I ran across a chapter … [Read more...]

A Case of the Human Condition: I’ve Got One — And So Does My Mom

My mother has been in the hospital. Nothing too serious. But a lot of driving back and forth between the hospital and home for me. From now on, until my … [Read more...]