The dream to write a novel about Mary Horton began in Southold, Long Island, 1999. I flew to the east coast with my mother, Helen Horton Worley, to visit the lighthouse named after her eighth great-grandfather, Barnabas. He was a widower when he came from England in the 1600’s, via Massachusetts, to Southold with his two little boys and a …
MOM AND APPLE PIE
My little apple trees popped with blossoms last week, bringing with them a flutter of memories! My mom grew up during the depression and married my dad during WWII, and though as a Navy pilot he provided well, I remember meals for our family of six as well-balanced yet thrifty. Occasionally, dinner was beanie-weenie, sloppy joe’s, or a pancake supper. …