Monthly Archives: December 2010

Kage Baker was always acutely aware that only one of us could drive. She was also always worried that I insisted on a stick shift, which most of our friends and all our family could not drive. She felt it … Continue reading →

Kage Baker never worried about how long we would be on the road. She didn’t want to still be there in certain conditions – storms, the dark, UFO attack, seismic events, caterpillar migrations (ever been in one?) – but the … Continue reading →

Kage Baker hated arguments. They made her physically ill. Despite our shared (and somewhat eccentric) pan-Celt and Iriquois heritage – and all of those are fractious peoples, let me assure you – Kage did not relish a quarrel. She barely … Continue reading →

Kage Baker always said, she would rather remember people’s birthdays than the days they died. Certainly, it’s more cheerful. And she adamantly stuck to that, as much as she could; even as the years went by and round and down … Continue reading →

Kage Baker had a very strange relationship with the events of WWII. To her, they were more like memories than historical accounts. Mind you, as an enthusiastic historian later in life, she learned that invaluable trick of personal immersion in … Continue reading →

Kage Baker always felt that if you missed a deadline, you should try to catch it at once – even while it bounced away, as it were. The main thing was to catch up, not wait for the next deadline. … Continue reading →

Kage Baker always swore she would never, ever drive the I-5 by winter night. Nor did she; the summers were weird enough for her. She had a real dread of winter out there: the threats of tule fog, black ice, … Continue reading →

Kage Baker had a favourite post-Dickens Saturday night dinner: Pillsbury biscuits. You know, the sort that comes in a mailing tube and you whack it on the edge of the kitchen counter and it explodes in raw biscuits. And then … Continue reading →

Kage Baker anticipated journeys with great exuberance and extreme planning. She was Queen of Lists, as I have said. I am more … organic.I am missing her even more than usual at the moment, as I try to find everything … Continue reading →

Kage Baker was a picky eater. God, was she! I have had better luck with intransigent toddlers than with my sister in her 50’s. However, she loved most Fair food, and the goodies at Dickens were probably her favourite. For … Continue reading →