dawnellenroncoApr 20A Place on a MapNote: This is the third memoir in a series. For full context, you might want to read Thank You, Padre Pio and Hole in the Floor, if you...
dawnellenroncoJan 28Hole In the FloorIf you read the first installment of this series (Thank You, Padre Pio), you know how I met my husband-to-be David, the secret of his Art...
dawnellenroncoFeb 19, 2023Thank You, Padre PioIn 1978, a gangly guy with a beard was seen around the hospital where I worked as a social worker. We were told he was the street worker...
dawnellenroncoDec 20, 2022Christmas 1964Excuse me for dating myself. I know today’s wanna-be-grown-up little girls wish for cell phones, tattoos and plumped lips. But the...
dawnellenroncoNov 3, 2022No MoneyMy mother woke me with a phone call at 5:23 this morning, dialed from her room 700 miles away in Massachusetts. “Dawn, you’ve got to help...
dawnellenroncoApr 25, 2022How Marky Sparky Got His NameKids don’t come any cuter than my baby brother Mark, seven years my junior. He lit the world when he was born in 1963, raring to go. You...
dawnellenroncoMar 18, 2022As if ...I never expected calamity in such a pastoral setting. Picture it: Clusters of nearly branchless, dead trees, reaching up out of the blue...
dawnellenroncoFeb 18, 2022Unfinished FurnitureIt would command no more than $75 in a yard sale, its condition Good at best. Anyway, no one wants old wooden desk with no keyboard tray...
dawnellenroncoJan 22, 2022Just Published!Do you like a story where everyday characters struggle to resolve a moral dilemma? Check out my story, Crawl Space, which was just...
dawnellenroncoJan 10, 2022Pickled Eggs & BeerThat’s me, the jowly kid on the right, with my younger cousin. The picture was probably taken around Christmas, 1956, just before the...
dawnellenroncoDec 9, 2021I-540Not to pick on I-540, because every public roadway has them — but I recently encountered all these types in the five-minute ride between...
dawnellenroncoNov 27, 2021Tape, Paper, ScissorsMany a mother can produce a Band-Aid, a measuring tape, ibuprofen or a pair of collapsible scissors from her pocketbook. As her...
dawnellenroncoOct 30, 2021The ClutchWhile our parents drank martinis in the other room, my brother and I ate supper at a round, mahogany pedestal table that must have...
dawnellenroncoOct 30, 2021Pea RugsGrowing up, my brothers and I hated peas. Especially those soft, yellowy ones with their skins coming off. Yuck. But even though it was...