It was the best of times. It was the worst of times. I was an English Major in college, which means a lot of money was wasted teaching me the nuances of Medieval symbolism in…
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I want to talk about my legs. And one of them in particular. I inherited them from my mother, who inherited them from her father. He was six feet tall and had a stocky, muscular…
My youngest child, Amy, graduated from the University of Michigan last weekend. To honor this milestone, I am posting an article I wrote in 2010, a few months before she started high school. Due…
I own a laptop, an iPad, and an iPhone. My laptop is grey and it’s lightweight. The cover of my iPad is a silhouette of two thin trees splotched with wispy autumn leaves. There is…
I hate Thanksgiving. Absolutely, abundantly, aggressively hate it. For a lot of good reasons. Every November, from Kindergarten through sixth grade, my class made Pilgrim hats and Indian headbands out of construction paper. These were…