sam collier

2024: 100 thousand praises

hey mom

  1. a summer day, driving in the sun after a party, ice-cold can of coke, a bright bubble of joy

  2. that afternoon walking in the woods when we entered a clearing and there was—yes, from nowhere, like magic—suddenly a white horse

  3. clementines

  4. how you taught me to make scrambled eggs

  5. how you learned to make scrambled eggs: your first day as a short order cook, when your boss realized you’d talked your way into the job with no experience

  6. san francisco

  7. alice munro

  8. calling to tell you about something I was proud of

  9. making work I didn’t want you to see

  10. all my work you’ll never see

  11. giving each other books — then stealing them back to read first

  12. cherry cough drops

  13. cookbooks

  14. all your ideas for children’s books

  15. your long-ago dog vincent, named after edna st. vincent millay

  16. shoe money

  17. luminarios

  18. lemons

  19. macneil/lehrer

  20. your fondness for a drizzly gray day

  21. july 2004, driving in a midwestern night, that keynote speech on the radio

  22. your story about driving in a blinding rain

  23. your ghost story

  24. your imaginary jump rope

  25. seeing melancholy play with you

  26. red wine

  27. sharing shoes

  28. libraries

  29. your grandmother’s letters

  30. rock creek park

  31. your aunt katy and her irish setters

  32. how mad I’d get at you sometimes

  33. summer camp

  34. fireworks on the fourth of july

  35. talking on the phone with you about that marilynne robinson story

  36. st. patrick’s day

  37. “cat person”

  38. your optimism

  39. bacon egg and cheese biscuits from mcdonalds

  40. newspapers

  41. swimming in the ocean

  42. fresh peaches

  43. when I was navigating and we got lost

  44. “chelsea morning”

  45. the way sometimes when I’m driving, I look at my hands on the steering wheel, and I see your hands

  46. fog magic

  47. anytime I have to negotiate something

  48. Idle Time, Astor, So’s Your Mom

  49. the year 1947

  50. the whole month of march

  51. emporium, pennsylvania

  52. the sound of a train in the distance

  53. swimming pools in august

  54. the foods we discovered together: acorn squash, parsnips, goat gouda

  55. how come I never asked you how to make chicken and dumplings?

  56. all the halloween costumes you made for us

  57. calling you to ask for advice

  58. all the times I didn’t want your advice but got it

  59. tomatoes

  60. how I’d get impatient when you couldn’t find your keys

  61. the way I lose things just like you did

  62. that night in 2003, protesting the invasion of Iraq

  63. the march for women’s lives in 2004

  64. french fries

  65. church bells

  66. your voice narrating all those home videos

  67. buying hot chestnuts on the street in york

  68. cocoa powder

  69. hospitals

  70. how I wished I could call you before my surgery

  71. my friends having babies

  72. the way you talked about your mother and father

  73. coffee

  74. chemotherapy

  75. that play we saw about ann richards

  76. other people’s mothers

  77. old women who are still alive

  78. certain times of day

  79. having to speak in front of a group of people

  80. that blue scarf you gave me

  81. more and more my handwriting

  82. the way you spelled banana

  83. your kindness

  84. the red pepper grinder on my kitchen table

  85. kitchens in general

  86. spices in general

  87. john mcphee on structure

  88. e. b. white

  89. the way you laughed with dad

  90. the dream I had, years ago, about meeting you on a train before I was born

  91. your stories about your siblings

  92. how lucky I am to have a sister

  93. good light

  94. grocery stores

  95. books on tape

  96. wool socks

  97. the autobiography of malcolm x

  98. the thrift store wingback chair you bought me for my chicago apartment, which has since come with me to five more apartments

  99. all the things I haven’t included here

  100. our long walk home in the snow on christmas eve

    for my mother, pat weiss: march 17, 1947– february 6, 2021