(October 24, 2019)
I came running into the house, my cheeks flushed from swinging. My mother was sitting at her favorite perch, the embroidered rocking chair. "Honey, I want to talk to you...
(August 22, 2019)
One afternoon while visiting Ashland, Oregon, my husband, Barry, and I strolled through Lithia Park, admiring its dappled trees and winding paths. As we stood on a fairy-tale bridge arching over...
(June 20, 2019)
Happy Pride month! I am so excited to be living in a time when the LGBTQ+ community has experienced so much progress that we are able to have an entire...
(June 13, 2019)
Full disclosure: Since I was a kid, I've hated school plays. With their choruses of singing first-grade elves, their trays of stale refreshments and drama coaches who may have...
(June 6, 2019)
When I was 23 I arrived at the same correctional facility that my father was sent to a week before his high school graduation in 1972. This would be a...
How the March 15 student protest changed my view on marches
(April 18, 2019)
I don't consider myself an activist. I am way too hypocritical for that. I don't often participate in direct actions. I don't like the earnestness, the black-and-white rhetoric, the...
