I was so shy, I was a skirt-hugger. I loved to play with my dolls, the kids in my neighborhood and was dazzled by the performing arts. My first love was ballet and I started lessons at the age of seven. With flat feet and a sickly constitution, I wasn’t very good, and often missed…
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Suprise Me
Shy Child
Prompted By Lessons
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I was so shy, I was a skirt-hugger. I loved to play with my dolls, the kids in my neighborhood and was dazzled by the performing arts. My first love was ballet and I started lessons at the age of seven. With flat feet and a sickly constitution, I wasn’t very good, and often missed…
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4.1 Miles and Three Hundred Fifty Years
Prompted By Immigrants
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That was then; this is now.
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The Hair of the Prophet
Prompted By Refugees
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The Muslim staff that worked in our house protected the gardener and his Hindu family, temporary refugees in their own land.
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Passed Out in the Library
Prompted By The ER
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Passed Out in the Library The last thing I remember was locking the door of the high school library at the end of the day. And then inexplicably I found myself seated at my desk, confused, and with an aching head. I had no memory of walking back to my office and sitting down at…
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Hats Off
Prompted By Hats
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The last time I wore a hat, aside from ugly winter wear on below zero days, was the beret in my featured image.
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What to Wear: A Musician’s Wardrobe through the Decades
Prompted By What We Wore
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I favored one dress—an electric-blue sateen-spandex thing—that was cut down to here and up to there. It threatened to expose my left breast every time I reached for the bass notes.
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Serafina
Prompted By My First Car
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I grew up in rural New England and, altho my dad was a scientist who worked in Boston, I spent my school years in a small public school that embraced equal measures of college prep students and shop kids. Many of my friends were the sons and daughters of farmers and mechanics. Out of family…
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The Living Lost
Prompted By Ex-Friends
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Some lost souls just don’t want to be found. For them, the span of their lives is judged not by the calendar nor the actuarial tables that insurance companies live and die by, nor by the average life spans computed by the American Heart Association. All of these objective measures of how long people may…
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Freezer Money
Prompted By Best Advice: Money
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Two hundred dollars in - excuse the expression - cold, hard cash.
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Remembrance
Prompted By 9/11 Twenty Years Later
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