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The news was never on. We never spoke of anything happening in Washington. There was nothing on a local level that stirred my mom to commentary. My mother always shared her story of where she was when she found out JFK was assassinated. That was her news. Maybe my grandmother watched the evening news. I recall a best friend’s parents having the news on in their bedroom often.  I seemed to have intuited my father and his father being Reagan Republicans. I would sit on this granddad’s lap and read the comics with him; this was my tactile newspaper interaction. Later on, I vaguely recall pivotal moments and breaking news during Clinton’s administration. There was one time in high school, an AP … Read More

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Level Up

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Classically trained in New York by a brutal Russian, the retired ballerina became a severe Pilates instructor in her retirement years. Exhausted, but never knowing rest. One experience folded into the next. Like falling dominoes, we don’t know what one introduction, or time period, or opportunity in our lives will be what gives way to the next version of ourselves.   ~~~  There is downtime in his roofing business. So mostly on a whim, and struck by something said at church, he rushed into the opportunity to become a substitute teacher at a local junior high. With the background check and credentials run, he showed up with excitement. It was quickly apparent how demoralizing it was. He bemoans their disrespect and disregard and … Read More

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Courage

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The optimists amongst us felt Covid would bring us all together. For the first time in ages, the entire world was in the same boat, fighting the same enemy. A global pandemic meant survival was at stake. Inevitably, it became another political fight and tribal dividing line; personal rights vs the common good.   To witness every country take a stand against Vladimir Putin and Putin’s war (not the Russian people) has been awe-inspiring. Finally, real evil is exposing itself.   We are way beyond minor grievances that show up as micro-aggressions and culture wars privileged people find time to argue about in editorials and on Twitter.   Too many of us are cowardly in our personal lives: we don’t speak up; … Read More

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The Transient Ones

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In a child’s bedroom, the ceiling is painted navy. Glow in the dark or sparkly stickers are affixed above to give an illusion of sleeping beneath a galaxy of stars; to play pretend at falling asleep under a personal solar system. This child will likely grow up to like science, too. Environment predicts and enables so much.   There was one period during my elementary school years in which as many as thirty vintage hats were tacked to my bedroom ceiling. I have no idea how they were acquired, but when one has more than two of anything, outsiders view this as a collection in waiting and start giving you more of this thing. (no one needs this) I would lie there reflecting … Read More

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On Justice and Revenge

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We were at the end of a conversational catch up and had started running through a mini list of people we’d known back in the day. ‘Oh, you didn’t hear? R was murdered. Like, violently.’ This did not come as a shock to me. His lifestyle and the people he associated with could’ve predicted this. He had just gotten out of prison for a second time and moved back into a sketchy neighborhood of dope dealing –the only life he knew. A guy he let into his apartment knifed him in the gut, then pulled it out and kept on erratically slashing. Supposedly. R was not an upstanding citizen by any stretch of the imagination. To what extent he brought … Read More

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