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Robin Hoselton
New Year’s Eve Baby is Talented, Prolific and Comedic Write
Robin Hoselton was born an Army brat in San Francisco on New Year’s Eve in 1942. She’s lived many places ranging from a New York City apartment to a goat farm in Missouri. Her retirement nest is in Jacksonville, Florida.
She says that in the “old” days, if girls didn’t marry right out of high school, they became secretaries, nurses, or teachers. She had no patience with children, and didn’t want to clean up people’s bodily fluids, so by default she worked most of her life as a secretary. She confesses that she spent a large part of every job complaining about being cooped up inside four walls.
Prolific and Great-ful Gardener
Now free to enjoy the outdoors, Robin spends much of her time gardening. She concentrates on attracting birds and butterflies with a goal of turning 75 percent of her front lawn into native plantings. Her back yard has been certified a wildlife habitat.
The Joys of Life
Her daughter, son-in-law and two grandsons live in the Midwest, so occasional vacations already have a fixed destination.Other pleasures include reading, watching movies, browsing antique shops, learning Spanish and writing. She has written two novels and is working on a couple more.
Assortment in Home
Robin’s household consists of a dog, two cats and an assortment of plant cuttings in windowsill jars.
Editor’s Note: Robin has her own department in Boomer Style A View From Robin’s Nest with all sorts of fun and comical views on life. Plus, look for other columns by Robin in @ Home, Gardening and Bird Lovers’. I am one of her biggest fans–I look forward to when she submits her columns and always get some great laughs while I am working. Thank you Auntie Joyce for hooking us up.
~Dawn
Excerpt from Sinners and Secrets
Frieda Wimple routinely reconciled blackmail and murder with her religious beliefs, but often couldn’t comprehend everyday trivia.
Like the conversation she overheard yesterday at Myra Goldstein’s house. She’d been in the kitchen preparing refreshments for Mrs. Goldstein’s card party. It wasn’t her fault the intercom had been on. She didn’t know how to switch off the darn thing so how could she help but eavesdrop?
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