Page 1 of Patricia Barbee's writing

1. Label Breaker How I was labeled depends on who would be alive to tell you. Mom would have said, nosy, precocious, talkative, busy and at times a nuisance. Dad called me his "little smart a$$". I didn't know any better, I responded to him. ... (posted by Patricia 1 day 11 hours ago.)

2. Getting My Honorary Georgia Driver's License Subtitled : Running Circles on Mars; Rolling on a Flat Tire on Mercury While looking up something else, I discovered I was entitled to an Honorary [free] Driver's License. (posted by Patricia 10 days 13 hours ago.)

3. Social Media Butterfly I see all these sites as a waste of time. However, for a precious Cousin I signed on. For him, I'd bend over (posted by Patricia 12 days 1 hour ago.)

4. Roses Today I'm still learning my neighborhood of eight months. The best way for me is leaving the post office and following all the "Yard Sale" or "Garage Sale" signs. These subdivisions with their circuitous streets could get one lost in the dark. I love... (posted by Patricia 14 days 20 hours ago.)

5. Mom's the Word I have no idea of how to celebrate a Mothers' Day. Time has changed my feelings of the Day. My birth Mom dropped dead weeks after her forty-first birthday and four days after my Beloved and my Engagement party for six-hundred. That affair was a... (posted by Patricia 18 days 14 hours ago.)

6. I Met Our President and First Lady Growing up in Boston and seeing and living history daily "jaded" me to many things that people of this nation go ga-ga over. Should I list all those I met in the neighborhood, on the street or just a kid and pals meandering around the City of a... (posted by Patricia 21 days 15 hours ago.)

7. What God Means to Me The Great Spirit I know as God matures with me. As a child, listening to people talk about "God", He was scary. The imagination of a tot of an old man looking ugly with wrinkles, long straggly beard and unkempt hair sitting on a throne was not... (posted by Patricia 27 days 23 hours ago.)

8. My Encounter with Racism This topic is Pandora's Box! Stand back!!!! My first encounter with racism was from my Dad's Mother. I had been dropped off to visit my paternal grandparents for a while. I was about three. She greeted us in the nicely picket fenced yard. As Mom... (posted by Patricia 34 days 17 hours ago.)

9. Time To Spare "Idleness is the Devil's workshop", I heard ad infinitum as a child. It was school and homework that were number one with my time. It was my Grandperé's "job" to watch me walk to and from school. In the house, while I changed from s (posted by Patricia 41 days 21 hours ago.)

10. My Most Memorable Meal Even though I was a teen when hired by a Fortune 500 company with New England headquarters in Boston, I was not old enough to do anything adult but drive. My education and job skills did not compute with my age. The pay was great. However, Boston... (posted by Patricia 48 days 20 hours ago.)

11. Did I Miss the News? From my school days we learned of the harbinger of Spring: the robin. In Boston it was to see the sidewalk even with snow piled at the curb. As we learned more in school we heard of the swallows that annually return to San Juan Capistrano to a... (posted by Patricia 67 days 16 hours ago.)

12. 5 Things in a Good Read To get my attention to read an article, the title should be good or just awful. How many times reading a newspaper, organization newsletter, or a magazine (posted by Patricia 69 days 16 hours ago.)

13. I Can't Go Home Again Growing up, I heard the adage, "You cannot go home again". Weeks ago, a dear Friend who gets more info sites sent to her on the Internet and shares them t han anyone I know, sent me, see below........*** Having nothing to do today, really... (posted by Patricia 69 days 17 hours ago.)

14. 15 Things I Like Fifteen Things I Like......... 1. Memories of my Mom's snuggles. kisses, and wishing I'd be as beautiful 2. Memories of my Nana's pampering; Grandperé's encouragement 3. Memories of my late husband's aura: smell, laughter, body... (posted by Patricia 80 days 23 hours ago.)

15. I Cried For An Angel In the past weeks the Biblical in nature storms have ravaged areas of the United States. The news media have shown us videos and live reports of disasters, physically intact survivors and some pets. Joy filled in for a moment when a tiny girl... (posted by Patricia 83 days 12 hours ago.)

16. My Song, Is the Blues Should I sing a song, the neighbors would think the tornado alarm just went off. If I was to sing, it would be "the blues" The Rooster In the days of old the rooster announced the betrayal of The Greatest as predicted at the... (posted by Patricia 92 days 20 hours ago.)

17. My First Christmas Memories My first Christmas memories........... I know how to drive my Dad's kin bananas. I remember. I remember back to what I've been told me being eighteen months old. I remember what many would like me to forget. (posted by Patricia 162 days 22 hours ago.)

18. Again the Angels Cried Again the Angels cried, Saturday, 10 December 2011 was the day the Wreaths Across America were set at Arlington National Cemetery, other National Cemeteries plus cemeteries in all States. At U. S. Army, Fort Stewart, Georgia, holy ground is at... (posted by Patricia 168 days ago.)

19. All I Want for Christmas All I want for Christmas is for others to find Peace within themselves and share their found Peace throughout the year. Growing up multi-cultural; multi-racial and multi-ethnic I found my thoughts of the so called "Christmas Season" early in my... (posted by Patricia 169 days 14 hours ago.)

20. First Job I was not happy! This princess had her own way of earning money. I was the neighborhood personal shopper for the elders. They tipped me well. Mom squirreled money and I learned from her. Culture and experiences taught her not to trust banks. I... (posted by Patricia 183 days 13 hours ago.)

21. When I Was a Child When I was a child about everything was a question. Why; how; may I, when, and where. Who was the missing "W". When I read the assignment, my mind went to my walking to my elementary school in Boston. There was the an elegant old world-art... (posted by Patricia 191 days 21 hours ago.)

22. Fabulous! When I saw the word challenge, the first thing that popped in my head was my Friends. I capitalized the "F" because my Friends are Fabulous. Of course, everyone has family members that can be fabulous, but there was no choice of having them... (posted by Patricia 206 days 16 hours ago.)

23. Flawed........ Not a chance, I consider my "flaw" an asset. I am hardheaded! I do not take a "No" from a person who does not have the authority to give me a, "Yes". How dare anyone to tell me, "You can't". Especially if the know it (posted by Patricia 211 days 16 hours ago.)

24. This is My Family ME. One must have a definition of family in order to describe one. In the natural sense, I am the only person left from my Mom's Cherokee lineage. Her Dad George and family ran to the hills to hide when President Andrew Jackson ordered the... (posted by Patricia 218 days 14 hours ago.)

25. My Favorite Book Sometime ago we wrote of our favorite books. Please give me the latitude of having a long memory and short recall. For the life of me, I cannot recall the name of the book I read as a little girl. I was a polyglot youngster thanks to the... (posted by Patricia 225 days 14 hours ago.)