We were going to be Woodward and Bernstein. I started college in the fall of 1974, weeks after Richard Nixon resigned. My dream was to work at The New York Times and to have a summer place on Cape Cod. Not that I’d ever
Month: July 2011
Familiar, Yet Not
I received a gift last Friday. While I was taking photos of the home where my family moved in 1964 when I was eight and where my mother lived until her death, I was invited
The Secret Life of …
I hate bees. Wasps too. Ditto for hornets, and even moths. If it’s an insect, flies and is more dangerous than a firefly, I steer clear. But for whatever reason, bees flew into my dreams early Sunday morning in a very
Goin’ Down to Dixieland
My sister and I are headed to Petersburg, Virginia, this weekend. It’s been a kind of Civil War year for us already, having gone to Antietam, Harpers Ferry, and