Suprise Me

The miracle of going back to sleep. Read More

The maternity clothes in the local stores were too cutesy, as if they wanted to make the mother-to-be look like a little girl. Read More

As I savor the feel Of the radiating warmth From the the flow of  Electricity that I often Take for granted   I think of the  Women of Palestine As they arise in the cold to labor each day As a rock in the river  Of genocide that sweeps away  Their children  Lovers, husbands, sons,… Read More

My father had just traded in his early ’50s Cadillac for a brand new 1960 Chrysler Imperial, like the beauty in the featured image. Read More

Okay.  We were definitely eclipse-chasers now.  Read More

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What was it like for my neighbors to have an FBI agent knock on their doors in December 1970 and ask questions about me. Read More

You won't believe it no one does Read More

Before I gave Gladys and Erv Pfau their first grandchild, of unknown sex (I was 32 years old, had been married to their oldest son for 11 years but was too young to have amniocentesis, so we didn’t know if we were having a boy or girl until the moment of delivery), they gave the… Read More

When you are the oldest, your parents practice on you. So you receive the benefits of more attention and bear the brunt of their mistakes. Read More