All My Favorite People

The theme at You Are Here Stories for December is Hope & Place, and I could think of no more hopeful place for me than Friendship Community Presbyterian Church. *** “Good morning, Friendship!” “Good morning, Darryl!” And so begins the weekly ritual of Friendship Community Church congregation members sharing praises and prayer requests, joys and…

In Memoriam

November’s theme at You Are Here Stories is “History & Place.” I wrote about a visit to a cemetery and my history with Pigeon Creek Presbyterian Church. *** It’s my fiftieth birthday and I’m wandering around a graveyard. It’s not that I am feeling morbid, or even that I am attempting to come to terms with…

Dear Diary

This month’s theme at You Are Here Stories is “Secret Places.” So of course, I wrote about my life-long(ish) diary-keeping habit. *** I am 14 years old, sitting cross-legged on my yellow bedspread behind the locked door of my bedroom. A college-ruled three-subject notebook is open in my lap, and I scribble away, thoughts coming to…

The Lake House

Here is my latest You Are Here Stories post, on the theme of Time & Place. I think of it as my love letter to Lake Chautauqua and the dear friends who have shared it with me over the last 30+ years. *** I stand on the white planks of the dock, listening to the…

A Holy Place

Posted on July 11, 2016 by Amy Maczuzak under Iconic Place in You Are Here Stories. *** Three summers ago, I stood with three other women in a shady Jerusalem courtyard overlooking the Dome of the Rock. We had just been separated, like goats from sheep, from the 27 others in our tour group, and instructed…

Mix Tape

Posted on June 29, 2016 by Amy Maczuzak under Sound & Place in You Are Here Stories. *** “Shhhhhhhhhh!” My exasperated, whispered command to be quiet is the loudest sound on the cassette tape. Repeatedly. Through the whir of the nearly 40-year-old tape, I can hear the giggles of my younger brothers fade beneath the laugh…

Ukrainian Soul Food

Posted on May 16, 2016 by Amy Maczuzak under Food & Place in You Are Here Stories. *** “Mine look like bananas!” I apologized. I was assured that, first of all, they did not look like bananas. And even if they did, who would care? Once they’d been boiled, smothered in sautéed onions, and served with…