I’ve been fifty-five for a little over a week now. Rounding this corner, finding myself squarely in the long-shadowed afternoon…
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September afternoon
A Saturday afternoon in September, the last of them. Where the air leaves off and my skin begins, I can’t…
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Time in a bottle
I spent most of yesterday morning in the kitchen with my son Jack, windows open to the September air. In ten…
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Small moments
O k,” I said to my family, “I have a question.” We were halfway through dinner at my parents’ house…
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Happy parents, happy kids
C ould I be happier? Could I have a happier child? Ever asked yourself these questions? I certainly have. Indeed,…
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“Handling the Truth”–the perils and pleasures of memoir (and how to win this book!)
I don’t quite remember how Beth Kephart and I first met; it feels as if we’ve been friends forever. More…
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