My third-grade teacher, Miss Kowalik, let me stay inside at recess and sort mimeographs and read instead of facing the chaos of the playground. She introduced me to creative writing and taught me how to … Continue reading The Romance of Thirty-Eight
One of my closest friends is in her 60’s. She and I have a lot in common in the way we think and in the way we see the world. … Continue reading On Being Where I Am
“Live as long as you may, the first twenty years are the longest half of your life.” -Robert Southey, The Doctor “Thirty-five is when you finally get your head together and … Continue reading Unable to Look Youth in the Eye
Imperfect Happiness 