Sandra Alexander
Bio
Sandra has self- published several non fiction titles. She holds a Bachelor's degree in Literary Journalism and a Master's Degree in Spiritual Counseling. Sandra currently resides in Westport, Connecticut.
Stories (18)
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Finding Hemingway
I thought I was dressed for the occasion. Sports pants and bra, ball cap and sunglasses. Water shoes. I struggled a bit as I unloaded the bulky kayak from my trunk, almost dragging it to its launching spot on the Colorado mountain lake. A perfectly still lake that morning. Yes, I was dressed for a morning of sport, but I might have lavished a little more attention on myself if I had known--on that day, I would be finding Hemingway.
By Sandra Alexander 4 years ago in Humans
A Better Day for Our Teachers and Students
Reentry is one of the most dangerous phases of space flight. This is mainly because the spacecraft is suddenly unpowered. Due to friction, when the spacecraft hits the atmosphere, it heats up. That is where the real danger comes in. To survive reentry, a variety of heat shield mechanisms must work meticulously. If any aspect of the heat shield has been damaged along the journey, the spacecraft will burn up. Reentry is the best way to describe what teachers and students face as schools reopen for the 2021/2022 school year.
By Sandra Alexander 5 years ago in Education
Lost and Found
I found her in 1978. Elizabeth Diane Humphrey. I knew the instant we crossed paths that I needed to be friends with this remarkable woman, even before I had any concrete evidence that she was remarkable. When we met, Liz and I were both in our early 20’s and both expecting babies at about the same time. The babies were born and as they grew so did our friendship.
By Sandra Alexander 5 years ago in Humans
A World Beyond the Horizon
We rode in an early 1900’s model truck with an open bed lined with wooden slats. The excitement was almost too much for me to bear. We drove on a bumpy but beautifully wooded path. The man driving was quiet, but he was gentle with me and teased me a little, so I felt good about him. I was seven years old and before this, I had nowhere to go. Now I was going somewhere.
By Sandra Alexander 5 years ago in Humans
