Suprise Me

I know my attitude is wrong. People are entitled to jury trials, and I would probably be a good juror (except for Trump). Read More

The last time I saw Kelly, he’d been dead for over a year. In yet another dream, he was sitting next to me on a bus.  “You have to let me go,” he said. When I met him, in 1966, Kelly was a junior in high school. He was outrageous, audacious, charismatic, and sexy as… Read More

That year, summer vacation released us into the unknown. Read More

I imagine the smoke-filled room: a group of fat cats sit around a table. Their shirt sleeves are rolled up, they puff on stumpy cigars, their foreheads are slick with sweat. It’s getting late; the hours tick by while the discussion gets heated. Voices get louder and the shouted comments are laced with profanity. Fists… Read More

You could relax there, she thinks. You could get away from it all. Read More

My parents loved most of the game and quiz shows that were popular when I was growing up. Read More

I came to college incredibly naive about all things sexual and gender-related. As a theater major, I was certainly surrounded by gays; I was totally unaware. Perhaps they were too, as many were still closeted in the early 1970s. My junior year, I won the role of Sarah Brown in “Guys and Dolls”. The show… Read More

I don't know the name of the horse. Read More

My maternal grandparents met, married and had their first two children in Bialystock, (Imperial) Russia (after the first world war, part of Poland) at the turn of the 20th century. They survived the pogroms (race riots promulgated against Jews) in 1906, hidden by Christian neighbors and fled to the United States with their babies in… Read More

Was it a lark; did I do it for class credit; was it some misguided show of patriotism? I have no idea. Read More