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Lance in Lisa's Dorm

Dorm Room Archaeology: 1984

I uncovered two pictures from my college years, possibly the only two that were ever taken during that period, and boy did they bring back memories. Omg! We had a vaccuum cleaner! I’m pretty sure that belonged to my roomate Lee Ann. She ironed her jeans, for heaven’s sake. So that’s me in my mother’s […]

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board game hell

board game hell

I hated board games when I was growing up. If I could toy with the gadgety stuff alone (Mousetrap or Operation, even the nifty dice popper on Trouble), that was fine, but when played with others board games seemed designed to ratchet up my stress level and proclaim to the world I was a loser […]

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meeting david

When I was three years old we moved to the place where I did most of my growing up. I can remember riding in the clear-plastic-covered back seat of the realtor’s car to see the new house. As we drove up, a dark-headed five-year-old boy whose skin was browned by the sun stood in the […]

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memorable men

My father was the oldest of five brothers. The youngest, Eddie, was my own age. Every year we made the eight-hour trip from the city up into the mountains of Kentucky to visit, and I was once again immersed in the wonderful and utterly foreign culture that was the life of a rural family with […]

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from the bus

One-Way Ticket

When I was nineteen years old my parents offered to pay $70 for a Greyhound bus ticket so I could come visit them. I would go from Knoxville, TN to Detroit, MI; a trip of about 500 miles that normally might take about 8 hours. By Greyhound it took just under 16 hours, thus negating […]

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The “Pink Panther” Gaffe

When I was thirteen, my two girlfriends and I went to the mall to get matching t-shirts to wear. We chose black shirts with a sparkly pink panther iron-on, and stood and waited while the bored eighteen-year-old with her summer job made them for us. As an added bonus, we agreed to get our names […]

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sheep

Turning My Sheep Over

When I was six I was somewhat horrified to learn that a woman named Mrs. Wolf would be my kindergarten teacher. It turned out she was an okay sort of teacher (imagine!) but I felt it was a grave oversight on the part of the administration. During the first weeks of school we were introduced […]

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Jobs I Have Had

swimming teacher, lifeguard, library book shelver, bookstore clerk, camp counselor for special needs kids, waterfront director at a summer camp, respite care worker, cocktail waitress in seafood restaurant, women’s clothing salesperson, wait staff in an upscale restaurant, administrative assistant, set builder, director, actress, freelance graphic artist, pasteup worker for a newspaper, ad campaign creator for […]

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Pink Sunken Bathtubs, Snakes and Chiclets

Some of my first memories are of my grandfather’s “swell sixties” suburban house. In addition to the heated in-ground pool, I remember a fabulous pink-tiled sunken bath in a large room fronted by a glass wall overlooking the pool. My uncles kept a three foot long boa constrictor in a large glass aquarium in that […]

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