My grandmother had given up cooking by the time my mother lived at home with her parents after her year studying dance in New York in 1935, so she didn’t learn to cook from her own mother. After she married at age 32, she learned a few basic recipes from her oldest sister’s housekeeper. That…
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Suprise Me
I Get by With a Little Help From My Friends
Prompted By Learning To Cook
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My grandmother had given up cooking by the time my mother lived at home with her parents after her year studying dance in New York in 1935, so she didn’t learn to cook from her own mother. After she married at age 32, she learned a few basic recipes from her oldest sister’s housekeeper. That…
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More I Cannot Wish You
Prompted By Being Different
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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…
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Hitchin’ a Ride
Prompted By Hitchhiking
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I established two rules for myself. First, never take a part-way ride that dropped me off at a low traffic turnpike exit and second, never accept the ride if there was a bloody hatchet on the front seat. Otherwise, I was in. After all, I was young and invincible.
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Calamity Rainbow
Prompted By Superstition
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Each time, shortly after I saw a rainbow, something bad would happen. Thus began what my husband and I called "the year of calamity and death."
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A Whole New World
Prompted By Genealogy
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So far, I haven’t had any desire to have my DNA tested, even though so many other people I know are doing it. I don’t really want that information falling into the wrong hands, and more importantly, I don’t think I would find out anything about my ancestry that I don’t already know. However, there’s…
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The haunting hope of home
Prompted By Can You Go Home Again?
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Going home can produce dramatic results, but probably not the ones you were expecting.
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Leading the Band
Prompted By In the Band
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I paraded down Main Street with the highest hair and highest hemline I could muster.
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A Step-by-Step Fan
Prompted By Some Assembly Required
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Once I got home and opened the box, I realized the fan was in several pieces ... my heart sank ...
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The Band Shak
Prompted By In the Band
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David came home for Christmas break from Stanford freshman year and announced he was going to join the band. I scoffed. He had played piano in elementary school, so perhaps remembered how to read music, but knew no other instrument that would help in a marching band. “What will you play,” I queried, “the triangle”?…
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