It’s so humiliating
When you are wanting to enact your role as part of a “recently married couple”
And instead, you find yourself in a different kind of drama altogether
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Suprise Me
A story of laughter (not) and forgetting (much)
Prompted By Trauma
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It’s so humiliating
When you are wanting to enact your role as part of a “recently married couple”
And instead, you find yourself in a different kind of drama altogether
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Another Pair of Dice by the Dashboard Light
Prompted By My First Paycheck
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“Twenty-eight dollars!” I screamed. “We put in 100 hours between us and we split twenty-eight dollars?”
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KidTV: When the outdoors moved inside
Prompted By TV That Inspired Me
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Growing up, we learned a lot from TV, but we also just had a lot of kid fun with locally produced shows.
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“To see into another’s heart, Eyes are the place to start”
Prompted By The Eyes Have It
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Science calls it Iris Recognition technology. Most humans call it looking into the windows of the soul.
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Wilbur
Prompted By My First Car
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My very first car was a 1953 Chevy Truck we named Wilbur. Not much to say other than that right now, but it was a cool car to have in high school!
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“Como ameneciste?”
Prompted By Manners
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The people of "La Po’lvora," and especially the children, will always remain in my heart and mind as exemplars of the utmost courtesy and compassion in a time of dire need. They showed us something much deeper than just “good manners.”
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My Heart Remembers My Grandmother’s Hotel
Prompted By First Memory
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My Heart Remembers My Grandmother’s Hotel The leader of a writing workshop I took years ago asked us to think back to our earliest memories and write about a place our heart remembers. I thought of my grandmother’s hotel in the Catskill Mountains in upstate New York where I spent childhood summers. (See My Game…
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The Piper at the Gates of Dawn
Prompted By Children's Books
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Shortly after she began, I heard a soft sniffle from somewhere in the lecture hall. A minute after that, another.
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Redlines, artists, and mobsters
Prompted By My Hometown
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All seemed very normal in this town, as long as you stayed in your lane.
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Celebrating the New Year Over a Lifetime
Prompted By The New Year
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Looking over the ways I have celebrated the New Year, it’s hard to remember why it used to be such a big deal.
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