family – R. J. Nello

A Black Day

October 12, 2015: A black day I’ll never forget.

It’s another Sunday here in Hertfordshire, England. We went to church last night. As we left, this post began to

Yesterday, I finally had enough. Three or four more appeared. I got so fed up with receiving Facebook email post

I lost an aunt a couple of weeks ago in New York. I’ve never mentioned her here. She was the

Yesterday, I was having what I had thought was an innocuous FaceTime with my father. There was our usual current

We take photographs now so throwaway casually. We may forget how even amongst all of those uncounted thousands – so

As you probably know, I write fiction set in the late 20th century and – soon to come, hopefully –

So much can happen, and we often learn so much, sitting around a table together:

Father-in-law [on the phone yesterday, speaking to an old friend (also in his 80s) who’d just lost a brother, and

Yesterday’s post opened revolving around my younger nephew. His brother is now age 21 and at St. Hugh’s College, Oxford,