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Life and love in the rural tidewater area of Virginia is a common thread that runs through nearly all of Mary Wakefield Buxton's books. The push and pull of old and new, North and South, man and woman, life and death, are discovered, illuminated and reflected upon in each of them. Such is the heart and soul of a writer.
Carrying On, Part 5
One day a U.S. sailor from Yokosuka Naval Base came to my house to deliver a bed. Whereas the Japanese slept on futon bedrolls rolled out each night on tatami flooring, I had soon discovered I needed a Western bed. I heard Mamasan refer to the sailor using a word I did not recognize.
03.02.2011Carrying On, Part 4
My lonely days offered excitement but not necessarily the kind I craved. Centipedes, as large as a man’s shoe, visited regularly, dressed in bright red and green colors. One look at an insect that large would cause me to snatch the baby and evacuate the house. I showed little sign of toughening up in the insect department.
02.23.2011Carrying On, Part 3
One day I realized I needed a Japanese driver’s license to drive my car. I presented myself to the examiner who gave me a test written in “pigeon” English. The questions on the test contained no verbs of which, I quickly discovered, my entire intelligence system depended.
02.16.2011Carrying on, part 2
Thus began my year in Japan and the worst suffering in my life. Did I fret that I was to suffer so much? No. Father had said “suffering builds character, Mays.” Rather than sniffling into my non-existent hankie over the many troubles that were to come my way, I rejoiced in the good news that I was building character. I was carrying on, as Father said, persevering in spite of hardship.