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Patricia Lawler Kenet
New York City-Upper East Side & The Writer's Room on Astor Place
Catholic school girl, turned Lawyer, turned memoirst, turned mother, turned writer
Interests: Reading, Writing, Parenting, Foxes, Dieting, Kids on the Spectrum, Old School, Van Morrison,
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THE COOKIE TRAY (Confirmation Day, 1968, me with sponsor Roseann Pecora) Every bakery in SouthPhiladelphiafrom Termini’s to Cosmi’s prepared them---the Italian cookie tray. In our neighborhood, it was the centerpiece of celebrations—Baptism, weddings, First Holy Communion, high school graduations. A cookie tray on the dining room table signaled a special... Continue reading
Posted Sep 27, 2010 at South Philly Scribe
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I am standing with my mother and her friend Stella on the beach in Atlantic City, New Jersey. I’m 12 years old. Our toes sink into the wet sand, and we wiggle them free as the waves retreat. Stella searches the horizon, her, head cocked back, poised in a salute... Continue reading
Posted Aug 25, 2010 at South Philly Scribe
I am standing with my mother and her friend Stella on the beach in Atlantic City, New Jersey. I’m 12 years old. Our toes sink into the wet sand, and we wiggle them free as the waves retreat. Stella searches the horizon, her, head cocked back, poised in a salute... Continue reading
Posted Aug 24, 2010 at South Philly Scribe
I'm flattered that you re-blogged my entry....I will be posting a new one today!!! Patricia....
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Walter sidles up behind me and slips his fingers inside my cummerbund. “Would you like to have breakfast later?” It is 4:00 am. in early July. “Maybe,” I reply warily. “First, I’ve got to seat this table.” I feel his hand slide from the band and brush my hips as... Continue reading
Posted Aug 3, 2010 at South Philly Scribe
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Jul 28, 2010
Walter sidles up behind me and slips his fingers inside my cummerbund. “Would you like to have breakfast later?” It is 4:00 am. in early July. “Maybe,” I reply warily. “First, I’ve got to seat this table.” I feel his hand slide from the band and brush my hips as... Continue reading
Posted Jul 27, 2010 at South Philly Scribe
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Most dogs belong to a family, but Reds belonged to the neighborhood. Up and down 11th Street, across to Johnston, to Marconi Plaza, and along the storefronts of Oregon Avenue, my dog Reds followed on the heels of my mother Katie Lawler in an unmatched display of canine loyalty. When... Continue reading
Posted Jul 9, 2010 at South Philly Scribe
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Just by looking at me, you wouldn’t think I’d be capable of murder. White, female, no priors, and on top of that a lawyer. Blonde, trim, pleasant for the most part. But I did it and I have only the maloiks to blame. The yellow flash of the intercom signal... Continue reading
Posted Jun 24, 2010 at South Philly Scribe
My Readers Comments on "South Phillyisms:" It's all about love I heard from a lot of my South Philly readers after posting "South Phillyisms."One of the most common comments dealt with the way mothers called their children "Mommy." And Grandmas called their grandchildren "Grandmom." Example: A child has a fever.... Continue reading
Posted Jun 14, 2010 at South Philly Scribe
Although I've lived in New York for 21 years, I often rely upon the rich and memorable phrases that I learned as a child in South Philadelphia to express emotions that no standard English word can convey. Here is a list of my favorites: You're enjoying a fine forceful spray... Continue reading
Posted Jun 12, 2010 at South Philly Scribe
Hearing from lots of people on the South Philly Facebook pages. I appreciate your comments. Looking forward to sharing my next entry. Continue reading
Posted Jun 7, 2010 at South Philly Scribe
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It was a glorious day for roller-skating. Denise, my slightly older cousin and I were gliding down South 11th Street, the narrow blacktopped corridor of our childhood. She, of course, had the form-fitted white boot version. I wobbled on the metal brace skates. None of that mattered. It had rained... Continue reading
Posted Jun 1, 2010 at South Philly Scribe
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KNUCKLES On a rainy Saturday afternoon, Theresa, Denise, and our friend Jerry Palestini played Knuckles. We huddled under Denise’s concrete patio which abutted a paved back street. I was 9, Denise 10, Theresa 12, Jerry 11. Knuckles is a game in which the object is to get rid of as... Continue reading
Posted May 20, 2010 at South Philly Scribe
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Through 8th grade I have trouble keeping my knee socks up. I struggle as they sag. Wormlets of rubber spring from the wilted band. It could have been the shape of my growing calves or more likely, the quality of the hosiery and my mother’s less than careful laundering. Everyday,... Continue reading
Posted May 4, 2010 at South Philly Scribe
I've been writing a memoir about growing up in South Philadelphia, moving around, going to Temple Law School, and eventually ending up in New York. I want to share some excerpts from this manuscript and hear what you think. If you want to receive these excerpts send me your email. Continue reading
Posted May 4, 2010 at South Philly Scribe
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May 4, 2010