by Janet Fichter | Non-Fiction
Image by Harish Sharma from Pixabay “Miss Smith,” Alex kept tapping me on the shoulder. His was a gentle tap, this glasses-wearing, learning-loving student whom I adored. Teachers can’t let on they have favorites, but Alex was a student I will always remember, not...
by Janet Fichter | Non-Fiction
Image by Raiko Runge from Pixabay They came from the abandoned lot next to the beach resort. Two strays, looking for food. Resort staff told us they were a momma and her puppy abandoned several months ago. “Blanca”, was the playful white puppy who followed...
by Janet Fichter | Non-Fiction
Image by wendy CORNIQUET from Pixabay I see the turning wheels of his unique autistic mind helping him remember each step of the rehearsed blocking and choreography. His eyes, the windows to his precious soul. I marvel at his talent: the strong, perfect-pitched...
by Janet Fichter | Non-Fiction
Photo by Michael Fenton on Unsplash On the twentieth anniversary of the act of terrorism wrought upon America September 11, 2001, former President George Bush gave an impassioned plea to not only guard against future violence from enemy nations, but to also resist the...
by Janet Fichter | Non-Fiction
Photo by Emily Morter on Unsplash For quite some time now, I’ve been trying to figure out an accurate definition for the term “influencer”. It seems to be a label thrown around quite readily these days, and as far as I can determine, it has a broad application. Not...
by Janet Fichter | Non-Fiction
Photo by Coen van de Broek on Unsplash It happened again: a 20 mile bike ride in 90 degree Mexico heat proved to be more than I could handle. Oh how I wanted to be the cycling partner my husband so deserves, but once again I failed. Basically, I bonked after 15 or so...