RETIREMENT LUXURY TAX

Congress Places All Retirees At Risk
One Woman’s Opinion
By Sheri de Grom

DC Lots of PeopleCongress gave themselves a pay raise yet they haven’t received a satisfactory rating from their employers—the people of the United States in years. Other members of Congress became so discouraged with their inability to accomplish anything in Washington, they gave up and went home.

Meanwhile, Federal employees are watching what’s happening to their retirement plans while having their pay frozen since the beginning of 2011.

Congress has politicized federal pay freezes and other penalties for federal employees have been enacted. Do your representatives enjoy giving themselves a pay raise every year while cutting federal employee pay and benefits?

Federal employees and retirees (one of which would be me) have contributed fifteen million dollars from our savings over the past ten years through an increased pension contribution. These monies have been taken from a protected account by Congress the same as a Ponzi scheme. A two-year (2011 & 2012) pay freeze produced an additional sixty billion in savings. Now, a 2013 pay freeze will yield an additional twenty-eight billion in cuts to one group of middle-class workers.

Imagine my shock when I learned federal employees’ pay and my retirement benefits have been proposed to offset a number of pieces of legislation, including highway funding, a payroll tax holiday extension and student loan reductions.

Combine the three-year pay freeze for federal employees with the constant threat of a government shut-down, hiring freezes that require remaining staff members to do more with less and those employees that can, will retire. The national president of the American Federation of Government Employees, J. David Cox, calls this a punishment in search of a crime.

I retired in 1999 under these very circumstances. I loved my work but when I read in the Washington Post that Veterans Affairs would be the only federal agency allowing full retirement benefits with twenty years service in 1999, it more than caught my attention.

My department, headquartered in Washington, DC, had been gutted from two-hundred-seventy-six staff members to fifty-four. My department case load, however, continued to rise. During the period when I was staffed at two-hundred-seventy-six, I was actively recruiting fifty additional senior investigators. I had almost one-hundred active-duty military working for me and they became mission essential and were deployed to Panama.

Then, in one day, Congress rescinded all funding and froze all hiring procedures for the remainder of the fiscal years. We had ten months before a new operational budget would be approved.

When congress froze funding across the board, I was responsible for over ten-thousand active investigations. As my staff dwindled, the case numbers exploded. Federal crime doesn’t stop just because Congress takes away funding.

With the Washington Post in hand, I departed my office on time that night. The first time ever in over fifteen years. It was still daylight!

I told my husband I didn’t care where we moved or what I had to do, I had eighteen months before reaching twenty years and I could no longer work under the conditions I faced every day. My performance expectations hadn’t changed just because I no longer had the staff to meet the goals required.

We began the search for a Veterans hospital that might have use of my skills. I’d always worked for the Department of Defense but I would be retiring from the VA.

I was successful in my search and I retired at fifty-four with a full government retirement. Yes, it took some fancy footwork and fast talking on my part but I pulled it off.

I insert my personal story here to encourage other federal employees who might read this blog. With sacrifice, they too can accomplish the same goal, should they so desire.

Congress is now after all federal retirements: military, social security, the disabled and federal employees. The proposed resolution is being called unconscionable and will create far more harm for federal employees and other middle-class families than almost any other of the despised proposals from Rep. Paul Ryan’s House budget. Furthermore, the reduction of these incomes will have a negative impact on every household in America.

The new measure of inflation based on the “Consumer Price Index” (CPI) is proposed to be the basis for all federal retirement programs (except Congress).

Proponents of the program contend that if the prices of oranges go up and retirees and other beneficiaries have less money, we’ll perhaps eat apples or some other less expensive food.

But what if folks like oranges? And what about the orange grower who no longer has anyone except the one-percent to purchase his crop?

The CPI way of thinking will further erode our economy. With less money, people buy less. Buying less equates to fewer jobs. Does no one in Congress understand that our nation’s survival depends upon the middle-class citizen?

Agencies across the United States are hurting because Congress continues to make it impossible to perform the mission federal employees were hired to do. Therefore, why not move into retirement as soon as one’s eligible? The timing has never been more attractive.

More than ten thousand federal employees retired in March, 2013, more than twice the number expected.

Some experts believe the continuing increases in monthly retirement figures shows the government is experiencing a troubling retirement wave. So far, 52,744 employees have retired in 2013. That is almost fifty-one percent more than in the first quarter of 2012.

President Obama has caved to the demands of the Republicans and he’s sacrificed the retirement plans of those he promised he’d never touch. From the top of his new budget proposal is thirty-five billion he’s taking from retired federal employees.

The chained consumer price index President Obama is now supporting along with the Republican House will mean a few hundred dollars less per year for every retiree. The effect will compound over the years until, eventually, some retirees would likely earn tens of thousands of dollars less than they would under the current method of setting the cost of living index each year.

Every retiree equates to all Social Security recipients, military retirees, social security disability retirements, and all other federal retirements (except Congress, of course).

If we receive hundreds and then thousands of dollars less each year, will we eventually be obligated to pay, not only income taxes, but a retirement tax to the government if we want to retire? Perhaps the United States will eventually pile on a luxury tax to those wishing to retire!

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FINDING EMMA – STEENA HOLMES – BOOK REVIEW

Finding Emma – Steena Holmes – Book Review
Amazon Publishing/2012
  By: Sheri de Grom

 Steena Holmes introduces the reader to a family in crisis from chapter one FINDING EMMA BOOK COVERin Finding Emma. At times I had to force myself to breath while I continued to read. The story could represent any family, any-time, any- where. The author’s storytelling is spot-on for this particular, desperate family.

Emma, the youngest daughter, goes missing on her third birthday. It’s now two years later and Emma’s family is falling apart. Megan, Emma’s mother, is obsessed with finding her youngest daughter. Peter, Emma’s father, stays later and later at the office. The two older daughters believe their mother only cares about Emma. Peter demands that Megan stop looking for their daughter.

Peter might as well have asked Megan to stop breathing. How can a mother give-up searching for her child?

 . . . Pg 4 [“Emma!” Megan ran outside calling her baby’s name. She stopped in the middle of the driveway and scanned the area. Nothing. She wasn’t chasing butterflies, pulling flowers out of the garden, or playing with dandelions. She wasn’t anywhere.

Megan screamed as loud as she could and tears started to stream down her face.

Emma was gone.] . . .

Chapter one sets up the story and the author moves the reader forward two years later with chapter two.

Megan’s every waking moment and even her nightmares involve finding her daughter. She knows Peter isn’t happy with what he now calls her obsession and her two oldest daughters believe they are just in the way.

Steena Holmes writes raw and compelling emotion. Every heartache is believable; every sound of silence in dialogue is precisely placed for maximum affect.

Laurie, Megan’s best friend, is the one person who supports her even when Laurie doesn’t agree with every decision Megan makes. Laurie is believable as a best friend and she helps balance Megan’s character.

In chapter six we meet five-year-old Emmie. She’s living in the country with her grandparents and has been told her mother is in heaven.

Jack and Dottie might have been perfect grandparents for Emmie, except they aren’t who they say they are.

Finding Emma is a read where every action, every thought, every emotion drew me forward and deeper into the story. I found myself worrying about the characters I liked so much. How will they survive the hurt and loss because—someone will be without a child when the story’s over

Finding Emma by Steena Holmes is an excellent read. I always enjoy a book that leaves me with solid subject matter to think about and perhaps explore further.

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THE ABUNDANCE OF IT ALL

The Abundance Of It All
Best Moment Award
By Sheri de Grom

BEST MOMENT AWARDI’m blessed to have received the Best Moment Award from three of my blogging friends. I encourage you to meet Len at http://myownheart.me/2013/03/27. I was also nominated by Ajaytao and am sure you’ll be delighted with his blog. You may read a blog by Ajaytao at http://ajaytao2010.wordpress.com/2013/04/03. Imagine my delight when I was also awarded the Best Moment Award by my lovely friend Deborah who has one of the most beautiful blogs along with exquisite words. You may read her blog here: http://girlwiththepen118.wordpress.com/2013/04/13.

I was preparing to pass long this award when two additional nominations arrived. One is from Jen at http://jrosenberry1.wordpress.com  and the other from Shaun at http://prayingforoneday.wordpress.com

I’m thrilled that these five individuals believe I’m worthy of this prestige’s award. The qualifications for winning are:

  • Live in the moment.
  • Write and capture life.
  • Remind ourselves of what really matters.
  • Know how to savor the experience of quality time.

RULES:

  1. Winners re-post the above qualifications.
  2. Prepare a statement of how your blog meets the above requirements.
  3. Pass the award on to seven bloggers you believe meet the above criteria.

MY STATEMENT:

It’s taken me years to learn to live in the moment. Often it’s much easier to relive selective events from the past or dream about the future. I’ve learned some of life’s most precious moments can be missed by living that way. The present is the only time we honestly can call our own.

I attempt to capture the best in life with some of my slice of life blogs and most definitely my book reviews. I love reading and sharing those reads with others.

I am bold and passionate about many issues. Most recently I’ve spent endless hours advocating for gun control and against new regulations governing federal retirements. On the state level, I’m passionate about continued funding for Planned Parenthood.

Savoring quality time; so important to slow down and remember to listen to the sound of silence. To insure that I appreciate the beauty of my gardens and not just their quality. Nothing is more important than putting my pen down or moving away from the computer when my husband would like to spend time with me. I remind myself, nothing is more important than savoring simple moments in time.

Thank you Len, Ajay, Deborah, Shaun and Jrosen for nominating me for the Best Moment Award. I now pass the award along to seven bloggers whose blogs I particularly enjoy. Please visit their blogs as well as the blogs of Len, Ajay, Deborah, Shaun and Jrosen.

MY NOMINEES:

I hope each of you find the time to pass this award along to fellow bloggers.

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THE PROMISE OF STARDUST – PRISCILLE SIBLEY – BOOK REVIEW

The Promise of Stardust – Priscille Sibley
William Morrow/2013
  By – Sheri de Grom

In her debut novel, The Promise of Stardust, Priscille Sibley breaks almost STARDUST BOOKCOVERevery rule I was taught as a new fiction writer. Yet, her novel is receiving positive reviews coast to coast.

The Promise of Stardust is about much more than the struggle of protagonist Dr. Matt Beauliu trying to keep his wife Elle, on life support long enough for their child to be delivered.

We learn in back-story that Dr. Beauliu’s wife was an accomplished individual. She’s a former astronaut, ran marathons and was a college professor. She wanted nothing more than to have a healthy baby. Elle had multiple miscarriages and      one stillbirth.

The novel opens with Elle having already fallen from a ladder and sustaining a severe head injury. She’s rushed to the hospital where her husband, an accomplished neurosurgeon, is on staff. Matt’s medical practice partner must perform the surgery Elle needs to live but the prognosis is poor.

Elle is left in a vegetative state. Elle had watched her mother die a slow, painful death hooked up to life support equipment during the final stages of cancer. It’s well known that Elle doesn’t want to be kept alive on life support.

Just as Matt is preparing himself to have the life support discontinued, he learns Elle is pregnant. Perhaps that’s what she’d wanted to tell him the night before when he’d been in such a hurry to get back to the hospital.

There’s an immediate shift in dynamics in the storytelling. Matt wants the baby. He believes he needs the baby to survive but that means keeping his wife alive.

What would Elle have wanted if she had known she was pregnant and needed to be kept on life support for the child to be delivered?

The Promise of Stardust utilizes back-story to fill in the relationships of Matt and Elle including the extended families and outside relationships they each had. The scenario provides the reader with more rounded characters.

The time-line moves from the past and then slips into flashback numerous times. I enjoyed this aspect of the storytelling and didn’t lose track of the characters or where they were in time. It provided a rich story with an abundance of texture.

The Promise of Stardust is the perfect book club pick. Great discussions are promised. The novel addresses both right-to-die and anti-abortion issues head on. There are also interpersonal topics to explore.

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The Sequestration Comes Home

The Sequestration Comes Home
One Woman’s Opinion
By – Sheri de Grom

I believe every man, woman and child will be affected by the failure of Congress and US CONGRESSPresident Obama to pass a national budget as required by law.

We saw what happened when air traffic controllers were furloughed. Because the resulting upheaval was so public and Congress wanted to travel immediately, Congress acted and the air traffic controllers went back to work.

I’m concerned about the portion of set-aside monies Congress instructed the Federal Aviation Administration to now ear-mark for salaries. The ear-marking of previously set-aside funds means something potentially vital to aviation safety will not happen because the monies have gone to salary and not its ear-marked purpose.

Of further concern, Congress has set a precedent for its own selfish interests ahead of the average citizen’s needs.

What about the Medicare patient with cancer now being turned away from his usual place of treatment? Congress hasn’t made an exception for this person.

It doesn’t sound like much when you read that Medicare providers (hospitals, doctors, stand-alone clinics, etc.) are now receiving reimbursements of ninety-eight cents on the dollar. That’s only a cut of two percent, but when you add up the total number of patients and the total cost of care and see what is actually reimbursed, the cost differential is staggering.

It’s important for everyone of Medicare age seeking treatment to call a facility or doctor first and determine if they are accepting Medicare as payment. Many providers will treat a person but in the fine print it will state it’s the patient’s responsibility to ensure their insurance company is a payer to the provider of care.

Many health facilities are no longer accepting new patients with Medicare and Tricare (the insurance for active duty and retired military personnel). If a facility has never accepted Medicare or Tricare patients, they don’t have to accept them now. Furthermore, providers of Tricare may opt-out when it’s time to renew their contract and many are.

If you’re headed to a national park this summer, expect visiting hours shortened at all three hundred ninety-eight parks. Thousands of seasonal workers will not be hired due to the sequester. According to National Park Service director, Jon Jarvis, visitors will encounter locked restrooms, fewer rangers and trash cans will be emptied less frequently.

The Department of Education is warning the parents of some seventy thousand students enrolled in pre-kindergarten that Head Start will be cut and fourteen thousand teachers will lose their jobs. For students with special needs, the cuts will eliminate an additional seven thousand teachers and aids. The Education Department is also warning that twenty-nine million student loans could be at risk.

I haven’t mentioned Homeland Security, the Food and Drug Administration, nuclear security, the Internal Revenue Service, the Department of Labor, the Department of Agriculture, and the Department of Defense in the above risks taken by Congress and President Obama. Each agency is vital to the welfare of our country. Our nation will eventually come to an operational stand-still without the freedoms set forth in the Constitution of the United States.

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MARGARET FROM MAINE – JOSEPH MONNINGER – BOOK REVIEW

Margaret From Maine – Joseph Monninger
Plume/2013
  By – Sheri de Grom

I once read that Joseph Monninger wrote with all five senses wide open. In MARGARET FROM MAINEhis latest novel, Margaret From Maine, that’s exactly what I experienced.

I knew I had to read Margaret From Maine as soon as I read the blurb. The life situation haunting Margaret is as old as caregiving and war itself.

The novel opens as Thomas, Margaret’s husband, is doing what his natural instincts compel him to do. He’s taking bullets for one of his men in Afghanistan. He’s already sustained severe injuries. Why not move forward and protect those soldiers behind him? Thomas joined the Maine National Guardsmen because his dairy farm had debt and the military had seemed a viable solution. Joining would bring in needed income to pay toward the farm upkeep. Getting shot and returning home to a veterans’ hospital in a vegetative state was not part of the original plan.

Margaret and their young son, Gordon, had moved in with Margaret’s father-in-law, Ben, before Thomas had deployed to Afghanistan. It was to be a temporary arrangement but with the unexpected shift in Thomas’s condition, farm chores became everyday life for Margaret.

Margaret is still a young woman but she feels ancient. For the past six years she’s been a widow in every sense of the word, yet she’s not. She’s married, but she’s not. She visits Thomas at the veterans’ hospital frequently but there’s never a change. He’s always the same. She’s also running the family dairy farm nearly single-handedly while her whole life is suspended.

Thomas’ status as a Medal of Honor recipient is attractive to legislators and Margaret’s asked to go to Washington, DC, to attend a bill signing sponsoring improved veterans’ care for coma patients wherein their internal injuries are so severe they are expected to never recover.

Margaret wasn’t going to go to DC and then decided it was one small thing she could do for Thomas and other veterans in a vegetative state.

Charlie King, another veteran and one who lost a leg during the last of the three tours he served, is appointed to escort Margaret to DC for the bill signing.

Joseph Monninger’s ability to write perceptively and accurately in the voice of the opposite gender never ceases to amaze me. His portrayal of a woman’s grief, her severely-conflicting emotions and the complexity in which Margaret conveys her thoughts all shout to his superb storytelling ability while examining such an emotionally heated topic.

Monninger also has that special quality elusive to many of us wherein he can shift point of view often, but the reader is never lost. I knew exactly where I was in any given character’s head and what they were conveying to me at all times.

 . . . Pg 38 On the flight from Maine to DC, Charlie smiled at Margaret and she smiled back at him. [For an instant, just an instant, she felt a ridiculous, nearly forgotten flirtatiousness rise up in her. How strange, she thought. How absurd and how ill timed. She would have given a great deal to have her friend Blake beside her, if for nothing except to verify that his gaze actually contained interest. Sexual interest. She felt her face flush and she became aware of her body, of his opposite maleness, of the pleasure of talking to a man. How long had it been? She could not say precisely. She did not even permit herself to think of it, to believe fully that such a thing was happening, but she could not dispute the warmth and attraction of his eyes. She nearly blurted out her feeling because it came as such a surprise she could not take it seriously. She wondered if he felt the same thing. At any moment she imagined they would both burst out laughing, except his eyes remained on hers and in a pulse, maybe two, she understood that his interest was genuine.]

 . . . Pg 40 [He did not want Margaret to think he presumed a certain familiarity, that he had forgotten his official function on this trip. But he admitted to himself that he had felt … what? What was it, exactly? He could not name it to his satisfaction. Warmth perhaps. Or interest. Sitting across the aisle from her on the plane, he had felt sensations he had not indulged in for a year or longer.] . . .

Charlie had expected his weekend assignment to Margaret to be just another detail. He had not counted on liking this woman so much.

After Charlie lost his leg, he’d gone through rehab at Walter Reed Army Medical Center in DC. He’s a West Point graduate. After his injury and rehabilitation, he’s recruited into the Foreign Service and has completed his graduate studies and is waiting for assignment.

Neither Margaret nor Charlie anticipate the weekend that ensues. DC is a city where parties are always available and merely knowing the right people will get you invited to whichever one you want to attend. Margaret is to return to Maine on Sunday evening. After much soul searching, she decides to extend her time with Charlie for three more days.

Their trip to the Blue Ridge Parkway with the rhododendron in bloom comes to life with Monninger’s deft ability at writing about landscape and the natural world. It’s rare to find an author who can do the Blue Ridge Parkway justice, but Monninger is one of them. I even found myself longing for some of the places he described in DC and Virginia which I used to frequent and it’s been a long time since I thought about returning to that part of the world.

Margaret stays in telephone contact with her son, Gordon, and her best friend, Blake. She and Blake have been friends since high-school days.

When Margaret doubts herself about being with Charlie, it’s Blake who reminds Margaret that she deserves a night out. Blake tells Margaret, “You’ve got to have a little fun!”

. . . Pg 74 [She felt a momentary shame at the hunger her kiss revealed. What must he think? She wondered, but she was powerless to stop. She had intended, if she had intended anything at all, to kiss him lightly, to show goodwill, to let him know she was not a prude, she did not take offense at this kiss, and then, in the instant before her lips met his she felt herself turn to water. It seemed an entire sea had pushed her harder into his arms, and she kissed him with everything she had, her body pressing into him, and tears came to her eyes.

“I’ll be right back” she said when she released him. She turned and walked away.] . . .

Margaret continues to lean on her best friend, Blake. She has no one else to talk with about what’s going through her mind. She’s confused and she doesn’t want to be having these feelings for another man. She’s in DC to honor her husband and other veterans, not to have an affair with a veteran. What’s wrong with her? She wants to be able to see life in black and white but it hasn’t been that way since Thomas came home on a stretcher.

Joseph Monninger, with a fine hand, sprinkles comments about our decade-plus long war throughout the manuscript of Margaret From Maine and I admire him for doing so and his ability to do it without seeming a commentator.

Monninger also develops Terry, a wealthy DC hostess who volunteers a good deal of her time and also hosts come- and-go brunches on Sundays at her lavish home along the Potomac. Terry became friends with Charlie while he was a patient at Walter Reed and she now includes him as a regular for her Sunday brunches.

Terry takes the opportunity to speak with Margaret about how she feels about the war. . . . Pg 149 [It can’t always be about him, Margaret. I don’t know your situation, so forgive me, but I know many men and women who have found themselves in situations they never dreamed of before these wars. One of the sordid side notes to these wars is the notion that people can simply go along without it affecting their lives. . . . I can’t always speak my mind to folks around here. The point I’m trying to make is that we have people enduring tremendous pain and suffering, all against a backdrop of normalcy for everyone else. So if you have indulged yourself to some degree this weekend, don’t sit in judgment. Your husband was caught up in these terrible wars, but so were you. . . . I knew a woman in your circumstances who divorced her husband and then adopted him. Crazy sounding, I know, but these are crazy times.”] . . .

Indeed, the military wife or any wife or husband that becomes a full-time caregiver knows what is right for them. The soul searching is deep and painful. No one but the caregiver knows what is acceptable in their own circumstances.

The Iraq and Afghanistan wars have made more military spouses full-time caregivers than any other war in history. The toll on the caregiver is tremendous, both physically and emotionally. The question of ‘What would you do?’ remains close to the surface any time there’s a group of military spouses (both active duty and retired) gathered together.

I could not wait to read this unforgettable novel by Joseph Monninger. Margaret From Maine will stay with me for a very long time. This is a perfect read for a book club and I unconditionally recommend it for all, both men and women.

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IT’S NO SURPRISE, CONGRESS AND SEQUESTRATION

It’s No Surprise, Congress And Sequestration               
One Woman’s Opinion
  By – Sheri de Grom 

Congress continued to play the blame game as its members rushed to leaveDC CAPITAL Washington, DC. It didn’t matter that these same legislators hadn’t passed a budget since their election. Once again, Congress has proven it doesn’t have to live with the consequences of its own acts—unlike the average American citizen.

Members of Congress have repeatedly said scare tactics were and are being used to avoid a stalled budget. But then these same congressional members cried wolf and declared they had no notice of what might really happen should the sequestration move into place.

The most visible and compelling argument to date concerns air traffic controllers. Why wasn’t Congress warned of the devastating impact budget cuts would have? After all, members of Congress were due to leave DC on Friday afternoon and the one thing they didn’t want to deal with at their respective airports was delayed or cancelled flights.

Bottom line, Congress was warned and repeatedly. Its members knew more than half of the nation’s 2.1 million government workers would be facing furloughs if agencies, including the Department of Transportation, were forced to trim budgets.

The Federal Aviation Association (FAA) could not implement furloughs until April, 2013, due to a law requiring it to give its employees advance notice.

Congress demanded Secretary of Transportation Ray LaHood to find another way to trim the budget at the FAA. The clock was ticking. Members of Congress were packed and more than ready to leave town. A town where nothing worked the way it’s supposed to work.

As a former director of a large government agency, I faced severe budget cuts annually. As was the FAA, I was often told parts of my existing budget was hands off. In other words, I could not touch certain portions of my existing budget to fund continuing or future operational needs. I always knew I had to take drastic measures to continue to meet mission requirements. I didn’t moan and groan. My comptroller and I met late into the night for weeks to draft acceptable solutions. The tasks before us often seemed ruthless, but we had a job to do and we accomplished it.

The air traffic controllers went back to work, but at what cost? Congress has authorized monies from other FAA mission-essential requirements be diverted to controller salaries. Does this mean air traffic controllers will no longer receive up-to-date training because those funds are now being used for salaries? What about the monies formerly set aside for routine maintenance on equipment used by the controllers? It’s been stated the equipment will no longer receive routine maintenance.

As a traveler, I agree there’s nothing more aggravating than delayed flights. But I’d rather have my flight delayed knowing the equipment the air traffic controllers need is properly maintained. This is not an acceptable area for cost-cutting measures.

The FAA cannot meet sequester requirements by trimming their budget within the office-supplies area. Training of employees has already been eliminated. What will happen to the economy of and around smaller airfields if their air traffic controllers are eliminated? And how many runways at large airfields can we safely close? Will air travel as a whole still be safe?

I wonder—did members of Congress arrive home and on time this past weekend? They managed to push through a last-minute vote to restructure the requirements for the FAA. It’s amazing—or perhaps not—how Congress can suddenly pull together so quickly to fix something when it impacts them directly. But what about their constituents?

Please join me next Monday for a continuing discussion on the effects sequestration may have on your everyday life.

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JOY FOR BEGINNERS – ERICA BAUERMEISTER – BOOK REVIEW

JOY FOR BEGINNERSJoy For Beginners – Erica Bauermeister – Book Review                                                            
Berkley Books/2011
  By – Sheri de Grom

Joy For Beginners by Erica Bauermeister begs the question: are we willing to face our darkest fears?

Bauermeister’s protagonist, Kate, survived an eighteen-month grueling battle with breast cancer and has now packed her daughter, Robin, off to college. My initial thought: what could be worse than breast cancer, or any form of cancer?

Robin is elated that her mother is in remission and wants to do something fun after her freshman year of college. Robin posts a brightly colored brochure of a rafting trip down the Grand Canyon on her mother’s bulletin board in the kitchen and asks her to think about taking the trip. Kate doesn’t have to think about it. She’s not going. The trip speaks of fear to Kate and she’d had all the fear she needs for one lifetime.

Kate invites six of her closest friends to dinner to thank them for taking care of her during her bout with cancer. The friends insist on a potluck. The dinner turns into a life-changing event for each woman.

The seven women created by Erica Bauermeister have known each other for years. Kate and Caroline met when their children were in preschool; Daria and Marion were sisters; and Sara and Hadley were neighbors. Ava and Kate were freshmen in college together. The seven women bonded through the years because of their common or uncommon friendship with Kate.

Over dinner, Kate’s friends urge her to face her fear of the Grand Canyon trip her daughter wants to take. After all, she’s survived cancer.

Kate gives in to the trip with her daughter but on one condition. Each of her friends will tackle a fear of their own and she gets to hand pick the mission they must complete within the year.

Each character faces her fear within her own chapter of the novel and the reader is given the opportunity to become intimately acquainted with the rationale behind each woman’s fear and why she’s elected to live with it instead of facing reality head on.

Caroline is a used book buyer at a local bookstore. The assignment Kate gives her is to get rid of all the books her ex-husband left behind when he moved out of their home. Caroline still has a hard time imaging a home without her husband although he’s been gone nine months. Caroline learns more about herself with each bit of new space that opens up in her house as she hauls books away.

Daria is given a gallon Ziploc bag filled with off-white goo. The goo is supposedly ‘Amish Friendship Bread.’

. . . Pg 56 [What was the point anyway? She wasn’t Amish. She liked cars and bread from the store, and the way a zipper could slide down your back in the right man’s hands. She wasn’t her mother, the bread-making queen. Her dishes didn’t match, because she made them herself—not that her mother ever seemed that impressed with Daria’s pottery. Why did you have to prove you could bake bread when you made the plates you served it on?]

Daria always told people that unpredictability was her birthright, earned by her unanticipated conception on the night of her sister Marion’s sixteenth birthday party. She didn’t have anything to prove to anyone or did she?

Kate had given her friend Sarah the gift of a circle of friends to help with her twins five days a week at what they called the witching hour, the time around five o’clock when everything had a way of falling apart.

When Kate was diagnosed with cancer, Sarah reversed the gift and the women moved into action to care for Kate. Kate is now in remission and doesn’t need Sarah’s constant care and the twins have grown.

. . . Pg 106 [Sarah didn’t know how Kate had guessed what she was feeling. But that evening of Kate’s victory celebration, Kate had looked across the table with such compassion and more than a little bit of mischief and given Sarah the challenge of taking a trip alone, as if, fully aware of the consequences, she was handing a child a chocolate éclair before breakfast.] . . .

Join Sarah as she spends days and nights discovering Venice.

Hadley lives in the smallest house imaginable but somehow it seems just right for her. Her husband was killed in an automobile accident and she wants a place to hide. The tiny house with the overgrown garden seems as good a place as any. Perhaps the vines would grow over the house with her inside.

Three weeks after moving in, a woman appeared at Hadley’s door and asked if she wanted to join a baby holding circle and she became a member of the close knit group.

Hadley’s assignment the night of Kate’s dinner—clear your overgrown garden—she’ll be surprised by her discoveries.

Marion wanted a tattoo as a teenager but had always done what her parents expected of her. Her younger sister, Daria didn’t think a thing about going against their parent’s wishes. Marion thought perhaps Daria got the tattoos to wear as secrets on the outside in order to distract from the secrets within.

Kate challenges Marion to get a tattoo. Marion, a journalist by profession, turns the challenge into research before meeting her secret fear which isn’t such a secret after all.

Ava was expected to know everything about taking care of Kate during her bout with cancer. However, Kate is the only one who understands why Ava cannot care for her while her other friends can.

. . . Pg 196 [What was she supposed to say when people looked at her and shook their heads, reminded her of how long she had known Kate, disappointment and disapproval woven through their words. What could she say?]

It’s no surprise when Kate assigns Ava the challenge of participating in a breast cancer fund-raising walk covering-three days and sixty miles. Ava accepts the challenge.

Each character has her own unique voice in Joy For Beginners. Internal conflict is powerful and it enriches the story from page one. The element that draws me—as a reader—to women’s fiction time and again is the opportunity to glean from internal dialogue the angst that can be drawn to sheer perfection. Erica Bauermeister is a character-driven author with exceptional storytelling capabilities. She is a master of building deliciously different characters. Each woman is complex and different in her own needs while the individual story arcs complete the total story.

 Joy For Beginners is a relaxing and rewarding weekend read.

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I SAID I’D NEVER DO IT

I Said I’d Never Do It                                                         METRO DC
Slice Of Life
By – Sheri de Grom

I said I’d never do it, but I did. It still surprises me that it happened to me.

The closest thing I ever experienced to culture shock was when we moved from Monterey, California, to Washington, DC. Those of you who have been reading with me from the beginning know I made the move under grave protest. We’d erroneously thought we were finally settled for life, but the government had other plans.

I’ve written about my commute to work with two men who were perfect strangers here. I also wrote about the time I had no idea my husband had bought a new car and how I rode to work thinking someone had been messing with my seat. You may read about my stint as Goldilocks here.

The majority of the time in DC, I rode the metro to work. I lived twenty-two miles from my office and, when I drove, it was a minimum one-and-a-half to two hours in the car each way on a good day. Bad days saw me in the car up to four hours each way. Life is just too short to spend that much time commuting to and from work. I hated spending valuable time stuck in bumper-to-bumper traffic.

I’d watched in wonderment as rider after rider slept on the metro yet each instantly knew when to wake to get off the train. The metro is at each stop for only a few moments so there’s no extra time to really wake up and know you’ve arrived at your destination.

One morning, I pulled what I always thought would be impossible for me. I’ll admit I was exhausted from working long hours and my husband had been in the hospital for well over a month.

I stepped into the metro car, located an empty seat and sat down and promptly went to sleep. Imagine my shock when I woke up at my correct stop and transferred to a connecting line on the opposite track. I was amazed and the adrenaline was flowing.

After finding a seat on the second metro car, I thought I probably should stay awake as we would be making several stops in DC that were less than desirable. It would take about thirty minutes to reach my destination.

Once again I fell asleep. I woke up, stunned. Not only had I fallen asleep but my head was on someone’s shoulder.

Whose?

Dare I look?

On the metro, I’d been warned, never make eye contact and there I was with my head on someone’s shoulder! This couldn’t be good.

I sat up straight and turned to look at my ‘pillow.’ It turned out to be a stern looking, gray suited middle-aged man. Finding my voice, I stammered, “I’m so sorry. I apologize for . . .”

Deep throated laughter burst forth, and the man said, “I’m happy to accommodate. You must be tired. I’ll say this is a first and I’ve ridden the metro over twenty years.”

We did what we weren’t supposed to do; we talked until we reached our destination.

I’ve always wondered about the man in the gray suit. I hope he’s had a good life and I believe he would have become someone nice to know, perhaps someone with whom to share coffee and conversation.

I never fell asleep on the metro again after falling asleep on the nice man’s shoulder. I was afraid my luck wouldn’t hold the next time.

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THE ROUND HOUSE – LOUISE ERDRICH – BOOK REVIEW

The Round House – Louise Erdrich                                                                    THE ROUND HOUSE                                                      
Harper Collins/2012
By – Sheri de Grom

The Round House is Louise Erdrich’s twenty-sixth book.

I started reading Erdrich novels with Love Medicine and The Beet Queen in the 1980s and have been a loyal reader ever since. In The Round House she writes about the social and spiritual lives of Native Americans, a common subject throughout the works of Ms. Erdrich’s.

In my opinion, there isn’t another contemporary American writer who so accurately portrays life on a reservation. Ms. Erdrich creates real characters who not only live on the reservation but act in believable ways. Her details are as important as any other element and her descriptions add depth to the stories she tells.

While pursuing post-graduate studies in the field of Native American Sociology in preparation for a stint involving contracts with the most successful tribal governments in Alaska and exporting those contracts to the lower forty-eight states, I had occasion to read numerous fiction and non-fiction authors. Ms. Erdrich is spot-on in describing traditions, entwinement of cultures, and government interference with tribal belief systems that have not worked for decades.

The Round House brings to life Joe, a thirteen-year old Ojibwe boy on a reservation in North Dakota in 1988.

In an interview with The New York Times, Ms. Erdrich stated, “I wanted to make it a book with suspense so I kept answering questions all through the book. There’s always something unanswered.”

The premise of the novel is based on a tragic injustice wherein tribal governments could not prosecute non-Indians who committed crimes on reservations. In the novel’s afterward, she writes about the appalling numbers of non-Indian men who rape Indian women on tribal lands and escape prosecution because of jurisdictional issues.”

The early pages of The Round House reveal that Joe’s mother, Geraldine, is brutally raped by a white man in a savage act of vengeance. Traumatized, Geraldine withdraws into silence, leaving her husband—a tribal—judge, with a kind of roiling, helpless grief and anger. Joe meanwhile, is left with the need to resolve profound questions about justice, revenge and the inexplicable nature of evil.

. . . Pg 12[Three men came through the emergency ward doors and stood quietly in the hall. There was a state trooper, an officer local to the town of Hoopdance, and Vince Madwesin, from the tribal police. My father had insisted that they each take a statement from my mother because it wasn’t clear where the crime had been committed—on state or tribal land—or who had committed it—an Indian or a non-Indian.]

Imagine if you will the horror of going through an interrogation in the emergency room after being raped—because an interrogation is exactly what it feels like. Then, stop and think what it might feel like for a native American woman to go through the same experience a total of three times. How can this be justice?

Reading The Round House is more than extracting information or following the characters to the end of the story. At a point, this book becomes a thriller, but it’s literary, not just a whodunit. Words with muscle combine with psychological insight and crafty plotting. The reader knows the lives of the characters and why events occur the way they do. The journey unfolds in an insightful way.

Joe’s entire world changes as a result of the rape. When his mother comes home from the hospital, she no longer wants to be at the center of the family. She retreats to her bedroom and stays there day and night. Gone is the laughter, the delicious meals, the clean clothes and house. There’s no longer food in the refrigerator. Joe’s father doesn’t shop; he’s the tribal chief and he’s depressed. The world stops.

The Round House also has a touch of humor. It’s especially evident when Joe and his friends are with their elders. There’s also the normal amount of horse-play between Joe and his three friends.

Joe’s determined to find the person responsible for his mother’s condition. He takes it upon himself to go through his father’s old case files. Had his father sent someone to prison who wanted revenge? Had he charged someone with a crime they felt was unjust?

. . . Pg 92 [If I could tan your hide, he said, I would do that. But it just . . . I could never do you harm. Also, I am pretty certain that if I did tan your hide the hiding wouldn’t work. In fact, it might set your mind against me. It might cause you to do things secretly. So I am going to have to appeal to you, Joe. I am going to have to ask you to stop. No more hunting down the attacker. No more clue gathering. I realize it is my fault because I sat you down to read through the cases I pulled. But I was wrong to draw you in. You’re too damn inquisitive, Joe. You’ve surprised the hell out of me. I’m afraid. You could get yourself . . . if anything happened to you . . .

Nothing’s going to happen to me!

I had expected my father to be proud. To give me one of his low whistles of surprise. I’d expected that he would help me plan what to do next. How to set the trap. How to catch the priest. Instead, I was getting a lecture. I sat back in my chair and kicked at the gas can.] . . .

The Round House is an excellent choice for a book group. There are endless choices for discussion: family dynamics, the influence of crime on the community and the family, Native American culture, justice, the emotional relationship of a thirteen-year old boy with his mother, and the list goes on.

I unconditionally recommend The Round House for anyone looking for a read that’s not only well-written but portrays the accuracy of life on an Ojibwe reservation in North Dakota in 1988. You won’t read it just for the history. And while it’s not true crime, it reads as though it could be. You cannot go wrong with The Round House.

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