Margaret B. Davidson as born at the end of WW2 in Staffordshire, England. Margaret was six months old when her father demobilized from the Royal Air Force and returned to England from Europe. She and her parents then moved to London where her father had found employment. The family remained in the London area until the 1960s.
A week before her twenty-first birthday at the end of February, 1966, Margaret went on a blind date arranged by a dear friend. Philip was American, with a vastly different background and personality than any of the English young men she had met. Margaret decided on their second date that this was the man she was going to marry, although she was careful not to share that knowledge with Philip. He proposed two months later.
Margaret’s parents were shocked upon learning the couple’s marriage plans. Their daughter was going off to the wilds of America with a man she had only recently met. She would never be happy in America. She was too shy. She had lived a sheltered life. She would be miserable so far from home. Yes, Margaret was introverted, but she was also determined. She knew with all her heart that Philip was the man for her, and wherever he was bound she was going too.
Margaret and Philip were married in June of that year, not four months after their first date. They honeymooned in Rome and almost immediately afterwards left to begin their life in America.
There was much moving around during the first years, while Philip studied in graduate school, and did some postdoctoral training. They lived one year in Philadelphia, and three years in Alexandria, Va., where their first son was born.. They spent the next three years in Chestertown, Md., where their second son was born. After another eighteen months in Chapel Hill, NC., Phil was offered a professorship at the University of Rochester.
Throughout these first years Margaret had been occasionally homesick, but she loved her life in each new environment and she never once regretted her decision to marry the man she loved and come to live in America.
But Rochester? Rochester winters were cold, snowy and long, weren’t they? Would they be happy there? But the job offer was good. They decided they’d try it for a couple of years, but they’d probably move on.
Little did they guess that almost thirty-five years later they’d still be living in the Rochester suburb of Fairport, and enjoying all the wonderful things the area has to offer.
The boys married and left home a number of years ago, and now have offspring of their own. Margaret and Philip are the proud grandparents of three grandchildren, with a fourth on the way.
Margaret and Phil travel often across the Atlantic to visit Margaret’s father and sister. They have also been fortunate enough to travel throughout Europe and beyond, and plan on even more frequent trips in the future.
Margaret is an avid reader. She also enjoys playing tennis, and extremely bad golf. She is interested in bird watching, walking, and the game of bridge. Her main activity, though, is writing flash fiction, and she has been fortunate enough to have had close to three hundred of her stories published in on-line journals and small-press print magazines such as Long Story Short, The First Line, Thema, Laughter Loaf, Retrozine, and Cenotaph Pocket Edition, Mouth Full of Bullets. Her proudest achievements, however, have been receiving an honorable mention in the ’02 Writer’s Digest competition, and being nominated in ‘06 by Mindprints magazine for a Pushcart prize.
Margaret’s plans for the future include putting her stories together and publishing them in book form.