Patti Marrs Magill
I am a retired Corporate Flight Attendant, pursuing a career in writing and commercial ad. I have 4 adult children, grandchildren, and live in California. I am one semester away from finsihing my college degree I started 45 years ago!
The Wedding Cake
Amanda loved her job designing and decorating the perfect wedding cake for the perfect wedding. Weeks away from her and David's own wedding, it was the thing that kept her focused and not stressing out about all of the other details and minutia that a wedding entails.
Kids From Marrs
No, I did not spell Marrs incorrectly. It was the last name I grew up and was the subject of many jokes! My best freind since the age of 5 calls me Marrs Bar to this day.
I sit on the shelf. And wait. What is my destiny Am I to be dropped in a box With other memories of youth and beauty
Bring Back the Glamour
Downton Abby did more than reawaken my love for tea time. It reminded me of how much I loved the fashions of the 1920’s. We called them the roaring 20’s, but why can’t the new century have its own “roaring 20’s”? We are, after all, we are living the 20’s…..just a century later.
Ships in Bottles
Abby never gave much thought to how her life would end. She was, afterall, only 16...she only knew that she would not mind if it ended sooner rather later. 16 years would not seem like the time to think of death, not to most people anyway. But Abby already lived a lifetime. A lifetime of pain and abandoment. Her best years, her ONLY good years, were those spent with Papa Mac.
Returning to San Francisco after 10 years away was an adventure Patricia had looked forward to. Now that all the unpacking was done, and new furniture in place, she could settle in and enjoy her new apartment. After completing her first full week at her new job as a personal assistant, she strolled past all the big name shops they didn't have in the last town she called home. She went into one of her favorites and bought a set of crystal wine glasses as a reward for accomplishing so much in a short amount of time. She was looking forward to pouring the bottle of Wandering Giants merlot she treated herself to. She was not only a fan of merlot, but also the baseball team, so it seemed the perfect match for her first weekend back in the city by the bay.