Category Memoir

Untouchable Grief

She was different and that always attracted me. Compared to the other conservative, mostly cute girls at this small midwestern university, she was more aloof, dressed in a more sophisticated way, and carried herself with a sort of slow moving…

Road Trips In The Dark

Between 10 and 4. That’s my favorite time to be behind the wheel. At 10pm the world is shutting down. At 4am it’s beginning to stir again. In between, I have the world to myself. It’s never about wandering, that’s…

The Great French Toast Experiment

In retrospect, it probably wasn’t the best idea. 10 year old me, already on the verge of being unmanageable, sent to board with a woman and her two young daughters. But my mother, needing some place to park me 24*7*365…

Saratoga Springs

Oh, we were pissed. Never mind that we were going to see a show in what is arguably the best and most iconic outdoor performance space in the country. This was the annual mid-summer concert outing for Camp Da-Ro. I…

Queens College – 1971

I was always a tag-along. Tag-along with my Mom, (which is natural) tag-along with my aunts and uncles, tag-along with my grandparents (again, kind of natural), tag along with some random family I was sent to live with full time.…

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