The Honorable James L. Oakes and his wife Mara lived next to me on Martha’s Vineyard until his death in 2007. He was kind, patient, brilliant and I adored him. Mara, with whom I remain close, shared this article on citizenhood, reprinted from the Brattleboro Reformer, on July 4, 2010. She gave me permission to…
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Suprise Me
A Borrowed Story From My Neighbor, a Judge
Prompted By Independence
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The Honorable James L. Oakes and his wife Mara lived next to me on Martha’s Vineyard until his death in 2007. He was kind, patient, brilliant and I adored him. Mara, with whom I remain close, shared this article on citizenhood, reprinted from the Brattleboro Reformer, on July 4, 2010. She gave me permission to…
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Poker Night
Prompted By Grandparents & Grandchildren
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My grandfather died when I was a kid, but he gave me a love for the game.
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War and Remembrance
Prompted By The Draft & Vietnam
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From Fashion to Feminism
Prompted By Magazines
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These teen-girl publications lacked content for nerdy girls like me, though.
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Breaking the Redwood Curtain: Campus Strike at Humboldt State University
Prompted By Student Activism
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“There was a sense of exhilaration,” my friend Wesley remembers, “a feeling that we were reacting as a group, as one. That was a really intense, positive thing.” I believe the emotions and commitment generated that day forever altered the spirit and culture of Humboldt State.
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Grandma Rose
Prompted By Grandparents & Grandchildren
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9/11
Prompted By Danger
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9/11 I’ll never forget the date my husband’s college roommate Joel came from Newton, Massachusetts to spend a few days with us in New York – it was Monday, September 10, 2001. On that Monday Joel drove down from Newton to New York’s JFK airport. His cousin and her three kids were arriving from Israel…
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Resolved: Time and the River
Prompted By Resolutions
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Early in this new year, I resolve to take a walk on a quiet byway down to a river. On my way, I’ll find a stick dry enough to snap from its source and large enough to see at a distance. When I reach a bridge, I’ll walk halfway across and lean over the downstream…
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Of Stamps and Notes
Prompted By Hobbies
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My first serious hobby was philately . . . I didn't know it as "philately" until Tom Lehrer rhymed it with Lady Chatterley.
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The Sunday Paper
Prompted By Newspapers
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Still, on a quiet Sunday there is nothing more relaxing than working my way through that pile of newspapers.
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