Faye Arcand, Faye E. Arcand, My Twisted Writer Brain…

Experiences and Buried Memories–Good and Bad– Will Surface Through Your Writing

There were also times when there was no milk in the fridge, no tp, or a weeks worth of dinner consisted of boiled macaroni with stewed tomatoes. Omg, to this day I can't stomach stewed tomatoes--ugh the thought makes wanna gag.

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Thoughts and Memories on Father’s Day

I can’t believe it’s nearly Father’s Day. With the pandemic and lockdowns, I’ve lost track of time but I’ve never lost the beautiful memories of my dad.  He died of ALS in 1996—a cruel, ugly disease that took him too soon. He was such a soft, gentle soul--a true gentleman. I don’t ever remember his… Continue reading Thoughts and Memories on Father’s Day