Welcome to our newest column addition, Detergent Opera.
It is wriiten and illustrated by Hildi Borkowski.

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Written by Hildi Borkowski
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Wednesday, 14 April 2010 07:07 |
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Scene VII
“Will you come with me, please?” said the policeman in a monotone voice.
“Where? I don’t understand.” asks Lucille.
“To the car, Ma’am.”
“I can’t see him again…not like that. Please, Officer, don’t take me there.” Lucille pleads with her white hanky in her fist.
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Last Updated on Wednesday, 14 April 2010 07:20 |
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Written by Hildi Borkowski
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Thursday, 25 March 2010 08:17 |
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Grant Street is a crime scene. Officer Byron Tuttle is the first policeman to respond to the telephone call Lucille made advising of the man in the car. His black and white patrol car speeds to the parked car with the siren screaming.
Mable Gannon lives in the first floor apartment of the building where Lucille lives. She is a busybody by nature and into everyone’s business.
“Yoohoo! You there, what is going on?” she shouts to the policemen waving her white lace handkerchief for attention. She gets no response to her question.
Moments later, three other police cars arrive. An ambulance and the Coroner’s van surround the car and a crowd of onlookers form around in an effort to catch a glimpse of the goings on. The other apartment dwellers are stretching their bodies out their windows to see.
“Oooh, this is so exciting!” coos Mable as she sees Margo pop out of the window upstairs. “Nothing like this has ever happened on our street before!”
“Mable, what is it? Can you see anything?”
“No, but I intend to find out!!!”
Officer Tuttle approaches the apartment building with his note pad in hand. He sees Mable waving her hankie feverishly.
“Excuse me, Ma’am. Did you see or hear anything pertaining to this incident?”
“Oh, Officer..” giggles Mable, “I think that is Lucille’s car. She lives right upstairs. Do you want me to run up and get her for you?”
“No, Ma’am. That will not be necessary. What apartment does...Lucille, right? What apartment is she in?”
“Yes, Lucille D’Amato…she lives up on the third floor…apartment 3C. I’ll get her for you.” Answers Mable, all to eagerly.
“No, Ma’am...thank you.”
Officer Tuttle makes his way up the five stairs and through the front door. There, in the vestibule, he finds a row of mailboxes. He searches for the one with Lucille’s name on it. The buzzer below the box summons Lucille to the intercom.
“Yes?”
“Police, Ma’am. Please open the door.”
Lucille pushes the release buzzer and frees the lock on the inside door for Officer Tuttle to enter. She opens the door to her apartment and meets the Officer on the stairs.
“Are you Lucille D’Amato?”
“Yes. I am so glad you arrived!” she said through her tears.
“Officer Byron Tuttle…I would like to ask you a few questions, if you don’t mind.”
“No, of course not. Please come in the apartment.” stutters Lucille.
“Is that your ’56 Chevy convertible on the street?”
“Yes. I found my brother behind the wheel.”
“Will you come with me, please?” said the policeman in a monotone voice.
“Where? I don’t understand.” asks Lucille......
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Last Updated on Thursday, 25 March 2010 08:53 |
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Written by Hildi Borkowski
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Friday, 04 December 2009 00:00 |
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Scene VI
The corner table at Fiona’s diner is “reserved” for Blanche and Rodney. They always meet for breakfast on Sunday mornings. Blanche Simonson is usually the first to arrive. She is dressed in a flower print blouse and white skirt. She generally wears her blond, shoulder length hair in a flip, but decides today to pull it back in a French twist. Her pink earrings bring out the color of the small pink petals in her blouse.
Rodney Pilz is uncharacteristically late. He is a very punctual fellow, a creature of habit. He does the same thing in the same order every week - one can set their watch by him. Today is different.
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Last Updated on Thursday, 25 March 2010 08:39 |
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Written by Hildi Borkowski
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Tuesday, 02 March 2010 12:22 |
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Meanwhile…
Lucille D’Amato is a tall, slender woman with dark hair. She is bustling around her pink bedroom in her small apartment on Grant Street. The warm breeze is wafting through her window gently blowing the isinglass curtains making them undulate in the breeze. She does not have much time before she must leave for work. Lucille has the breakfast shift at Fiona’s Diner.
Ring, ring…..ring, ring….
“Oh, that damn phone…I don’t have time for this now. Where is my apron?”
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Last Updated on Saturday, 06 March 2010 21:53 |
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Written by Hildi Borkowski
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Monday, 15 February 2010 21:18 |
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Grant Street is a crime scene. Officer Byron Tuttle is the first policeman to respond to the telephone call Lucille made advising of the man in the car. His black and white patrol car speeds to the parked car with the siren screaming.
Mable Gannon lives in the first floor apartment of the building where Lucille lives. She is a busybody by nature and into everyone’s business.
“Yoohoo! You there, what is going on?” she shouts to the policemen waving her white lace handkerchief for attention. She gets no response to her question.
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Last Updated on Sunday, 28 February 2010 12:52 |
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