Fifty cents an hour: That’s what I got for pulling weeds from a brick patio and clay tennis court, which I was also expected to water and roll. My employer: my father. Still, it felt good — to actually earn my weekly allowance. photo by Test Prep Seminars But what felt even better was to be…
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Suprise Me
Those were the days….
Prompted By My First Paycheck
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Fifty cents an hour: That’s what I got for pulling weeds from a brick patio and clay tennis court, which I was also expected to water and roll. My employer: my father. Still, it felt good — to actually earn my weekly allowance. photo by Test Prep Seminars But what felt even better was to be…
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Four Morally Ambiguous Cheating Vignettes
Prompted By Cheating
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Aunt Babs and Uncle Paul
Prompted By Aunts & Uncles
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Aunt Babs and Uncle Paul I’ve written about all my aunts and uncles before. (See Call Me by Their Names) Here’s more about my wonderful aunt Babs and uncle Paul, high school sweethearts who met as kids in the Rockaways. Family legend has it that when he was in medical school at NYU, and Babs was…
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Table Manners: A Case Study
Prompted By Manners
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The Goops, they lick their fingers,
And the Goops, they lick their knives;
They spill their broth on the tablecloth,
Oh, they lead disgusting lives!
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For Mr. Hollander, Ms. Vit, and Linda
Prompted By Favorite Teacher
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A favorite teacher lives forever in our hearts.
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A guy asks for a pack of Lucky’s but the guy gives him Camels!
Prompted By What I Own That's Older Than I Am
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“Tell me what you read, and I can tell you what you are.” A man said, “I read Spinoza, Shakespeare, Plato and Kant.”
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Just Keep Driving…
Prompted By Going to Work
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From my Parents to Me to my Kids and Grandkids
Prompted By Prejudice
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While prejudice takes different forms in different eras, I fear it never really leaves us.
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Dancing with Copland
Prompted By Drugs and Alcohol
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Someone said “We need some music,” so I got up, stumbled dizzily to the nearby grand piano, and began to play the Copland.
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Being Ray
Prompted By Imitation
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Then one day I read a story about a sea monster...
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