Volume 2, Issue 5 | May, 2022
Newsletter
Women are the storytellers of the family. Our blog allows us to share our stories with people all over the world.

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If you are not interested in joining the class, but love to write, we are happy to have guest bloggers send us their stories. Email holli@myerberg.org if you would like to be a guest blogger.
Do you have stories to share?
You don't have to be a great writer, just someone who has stories to tell. If you are a woman 55 or older, you’ve lived a rich and interesting life. You have a litany of memories to share that other women would love to read. Join our fantastic group of interesting women just like you.
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We have a series of humorous writings about
finding a missing sock.
Other stories include one written by a guest blogger.
The Sock
I found it! I found it!
After missing for one year
The matching orange sport sock
Which to me was very dear.

I looked high and low for it.
It could have been anywhere.
Inside another dresser drawer?
Trapped in my clean underwear?
Some Responses:
These are stories in response to The Sock. More are coming soon.
The Doll House
The Creation
When my daughter, Laura, was five years old and step-daughter, Tracy, was seven, my then husband, Ted, made a doll house out of wood for each of them. The girls were allowed to choose what the interior design would be for their house.
All three of them went to the basement workshop to look at paint. Each girl decided what color her house would be plus colors for the window shutters, walkway, roof and chimney.
My Father's Tools
My father was a tool man. He loved his tools and used them every day in his work and when needed at home. They fit perfectly in his hands and were extensions of his fingers. A talented self-taught mechanic, he could fix nearly anything mechanical, including diagnosing a car’s troubles by simply listening to its engine while running or attempting to start it. Now that he has passed seven years ago, I am still in awe over how few tools he needed for his job and around the house. Just a few basic tools could work on and fix anything.