Margaret Brennan
Bio
I am a 78-year old grandmother who loves to write, fish, and grab my camera to capture the beautiful scenery I see around me.
My husband and I found our paradise in Punta Gorda Florida where the weather always keeps us guessing.
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The Iron Man
Because I was eight years old and the only girl in the neighborhood at that time, my ten-year-old brother always let me tag along with him and his friends. Although he made me feel welcomed and like “one of the boys”, it wasn’t until I was much older that I realized I never did actually participate in their games. Being older, my brother felt very protective towards me and made sure none of his friends made an issue of me hanging around them.
By Margaret Brennan4 years ago in Families
Did You Hear That?
No one has ever accused me of being one hundred percent normal. Even as a child, I was a little on the strange side. My parents noticed as did my maternal grandmother. While I’m not totally positive when it started, I was aware of being “different” when I was six years old. The year was 1953.
By Margaret Brennan4 years ago in Confessions
A Witch's Walk
You never know what you might see on a beautiful summer day while walking through the woods. A squirrel munching on an acorn. Or perhaps, a rabbit foraging for a patch of grass. Maybe you might see something completely different, out of the ordinary, something that sparks your imagination.
By Margaret Brennan4 years ago in Fiction
FISH ON
It was a calm, clear, warm, and sunny Saturday in May of 2020. We decided to go fishing. My husband and I are avid anglers and look forward to being on the water as often as possible. While I have other commitments that prevent me going as often as I’d like, he has many friends that are as eager as he is.
By Margaret Brennan4 years ago in Journal
