So, the latest news from New Jersey is that Beth and Harper had a great time in Manhattan. Apparently Harper had already been to the city three or four times during his training and was unfazed by the throngs at the Port Authority; then he led Beth on a walk in Central Park, and had […]
Blog readers might recall that the assignment for the seniors in my memoir-writing class last Wednesday was “The Last Time I Saw Her.” Wanda Bridgeforth stretched the topic a bit, and her essay was so sweet I thought I’d share it here with you as I say goodbye to Hanni and take off for the […]
My regular blog readers might remember a post I wrote about my young friend Sandra Murillo. Sandra lost her sight when she was three years old, and now she is a journalism student at the University of Illinois. A year ago she, her father, and her brother were in a terrible car accident on their […]
That’s the topic I assigned to my memoir-writing class last week, and my stellar seniors did not disappoint. Annelore opened her essay wondering whether there could possibly be one best invention. In the days when my grandmother told tales about the awesome impressions of seeing her first airplane fly and land, riding in a […]
My dad came home sick from work on my third birthday. Two weeks later, he died at home. Heart attack. He was 47 years old. I am the youngest of seven, and at age 45, Flo (my mom), was left to support us. She found a job at a local bakery, got to work on […]