Pam Kress-Dunn

There Goes the Neighborhood

There Goes the Neighborhood by pam kress-dunn Big bad changes are afoot in my old neighborhood. Dismay has led me to some strange places, including a children’s picture book, a local history text, and a 2009 Pixar movie. The picture book is Virginia Lee Burton’s The Little House. Published in 1942, it depicts the story […]


Squished by Pam Kress-Dunn   Not long ago, I stumbled onto an insight. It came to me as I descended the stairs at home in the dim early-autumn light. Preoccupied with random thoughts, this question failed to enter my mind: You think your right foot just landed on the last step? Think again.   We’ve […]


Puzzling by Pam Kress-Dunn I did something the other day I haven’t done in a long, long time. It’s something my parents were aces at, and a lot of my extended family, too. It’s simple, it’s fun, and it supplies a great feeling of accomplishment when you’re done. Why, even children do it. I’m talking […]

Happily Ever After

Happily Ever After by Pam Kress-Dunn Strickland Gillilan (1869–1954) wrote a terrific poem called “Reading Mother.” It starts off, “I had a mother who read to me Sagas of pirates who scoured the sea. Cutlasses clenched in their yellow teeth; Blackbirds stowed in the hold beneath.” Many of his references are dated; what on earth […]

An Absence in the Family

An Absence in the Family by Pam Kress-Dunn Bob and I returned home late, one warm August night. As usual, our cat, Leo, greeted us, flopping down on the living room floor, ready for his nighttime routine. First, get brushed, rolling over on cue. Next, wait for the fistful of treats that come as the […]

Life in the Playground

Life in the Playground by Pam Kress-Dunn When my husband and I went house shopping years ago, each of us had a mental checklist. Bob wanted a spot on the main floor for his weighty electronic keyboard. He was tired of lugging it up and down stairs for every music gig. I longed for a […]

It’s Here … Somewhere

It’s Here … Somewhere by Pam Kress-Dunn Unlike American movie stars and models, as I age, I’m not going to pretend that 65 is the new 37. Time is marching on, and it takes a little bit away every day, every year, no matter how we try to smooth things over, tighten things up, deft […]