When Flashback Girl   came out, I achieved the smallest amount of fame possible to fit within a loose definition of “famous.” I used to joke with my husband Doug. “I’m big in Yardley, Pennsylvania, and in the burn community. That’s it.” He’d tease, “You’re big in Yardley, huh?”  At a local Halloween party, a woman  met me, and praised my book, which pleased me. Then she turned to my husband, and exclaimed, “My God, that means that YOU'RE DOUG!” He replied, “Well yes I am.” Hi

I spent this year with my brother. We played in the backyard. He corrected my grammar. We played Oklahoma!  for a dinner theater. We...

An Australian toddler dries her doll’s hair near an open fire and tumbles in. A Chilean graphic designer works in her apartment, which...

I recently escaped to the tropics with my husband, Doug, for some sunshine and sand. I was excited to have a brief respite from my work...

When I was four years old, an angel left me my very own Christmas tree. I lay on a soft twin bed, tucked in the corner of a wood-paneled...

In first grade, we stood each morning to recite the Pledge of Allegiance. It was the late 1960s and all girls were required to wear...

Yesterday I sat down mid-afternoon, under a robin’s egg blue sky, gazing at the treetops beginning to turn yellow and red. I picked up my...

I saw an old friend last weekend (name and info changed.) Mary is a social worker, a few years older than I, smart and witty, quietly...

I met “The Roses Man” when I was  5 or 6 years old, attending Franklin Elementary School in East Orange, New Jersey. I was freshly...

When I was five, my heaven was a tiny dusty theater at Upsala College in East Orange, New Jersey. My father taught music history there....