Legacy Stories

At 106, Pop Jones Captures The Heart of The City of Brotherly Love

I always thought it was God’s sick joke to be the daughter of my Dad, who played and then coached Sixers Championships, when I couldn’t make a basket unless my eyes were closed. When I was young, I asked my Dad to teach me how to play basketball. He must have been trying to get… Continue reading At 106, Pop Jones Captures The Heart of The City of Brotherly Love

Finding Extraordinary

Hence The Name A Muse 4 Mama But What’s The Point?

I’ll tell you the point; this motherboard’s fried! (Don’t mind me; I’m just arguing with GrammarlyGO!) I’m so over GrammarlyGO. I write something that makes my stomach flutter (in a good way), which means it’s time to release it into the world, post that sucker, baby! And then I check what GrammarlyGO (AI text generation)… Continue reading Hence The Name A Muse 4 Mama But What’s The Point?

Legacy Stories

Dad’s The Muse & Howard Eskin’s The Swiftie!

I finally figured out what’s fantastic about being older! We’re multi-faceted–we show all the colors of the rainbow. Unlike when we’re young, and we’re myopic. Think about how boring we were. We’d talk about school, our favorite foods and activities, and that’s about it. We have one favorite color or maybe two; we can’t decide.… Continue reading Dad’s The Muse & Howard Eskin’s The Swiftie!