I Have My Mother’s Eyes
I always think about you on father’s day, how you didn’t get a chance to know your daddy. He died when you were just eight. Your few memories of him […]
Category Archives: reflections
Writing Down The Bones: My Tale of Anorexia and Redemption
It started when I was a thirteen year old high school freshman. I remember the exact day, in fact. I was in health class, taught by Mr. Carr, who was […]
The Peeping Tom
One of my favorite classes in high school was World Civilization. The teacher, Mr. Hart, was also one of the high school wrestling coaches. He was a soft-spoken man but […]
Ode To An IBM Selectric
I am no Luddite – I love my technology products, the sleeker the better. But even the tech porn that is Apple cannot match the wondrous sensory experience provided by […]
Land of Lincoln
I saw Lincoln last night. Here’s my review: everyone should see it. For lots of reasons, not the least of which is the eerie way Daniel Day Lewis disappears into […]
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