I stopped using my diaphragm. Not surprisingly, I got pregnant.
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Suprise Me
The Abortion
Prompted By The Road Not Taken
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I stopped using my diaphragm. Not surprisingly, I got pregnant.
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Visits from My Grandfather
Prompted By Grandparents & Grandchildren
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It is his scent that comes back to me most strongly: a mixture of leather, Barbasol shaving cream, and cigars.
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Me, I’ve Lived in Dreams
Prompted By Daydreaming
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Dreams may not be real, but sometimes they can help get us through heartache. And sometimes they can even come true.
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We all live in a yellow submarine, er… yellow bus
Prompted By Moving Day
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… their route started from Boston to Nova Scotia to see the total eclipse of the sun
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Bonfire
Prompted By Writer's Choice
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Bonfire My father Arthur was born in 1912 in the Catskill town of Liberty NY some years after his parents, my grandmother Esther and my grandfather Sam, had emigrated to the States from Ukraine. (See The Wheat Field) At first they had settled among other Eastern European Jews in New York’s lower eastside where Sam worked…
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Songs I Sang
Prompted By Songs We Sang
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This is Ophelia’s first song. It’s not the mad one where she hands out flowers and says that all will be well. I knew that nothing would be well.
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Take Me Out to the Ball Game
Prompted By Big Fan
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My house is across the street from a park with several baseball diamonds, and around the corner from a school whose baseball field and snack shack are the headquarters for the local Little League. Every year on opening day there is a parade that goes past my house, with pickup trucks full of screaming little…
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Now We Are Six (-ty plus)
Prompted By Aging
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My mother sometimes asked when she started looking old. I notice I look a lot more like her every day.
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The Great Hampton Babysitter Heist
Prompted By Nannies and Babysitters
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The Great Hampton Babysitter Heist When our son Noah was very young we spent several summers in the Hamptons in a rented house a short drive from both the beach and the town. One summer my husband Danny invited his business colleague Stan to join us for the weekend with his wife Lynn and their…
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All is Fair
Prompted By State or County Fair
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And yet, somehow, I have experienced cotton candy, apple fritters, kettle corn, corn dogs, Indian tacos and bannock, and have roamed through outdoor venues with crowds of young people milling around midways, carnies, pavilions with exotic chickens, beer fests, dog shows, food trucks, music stages, lumberjack contests, and barrel races. Not to mention street fairs and parades of all stripes. I just can’t tell you where and when.
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