How we divide

We were making copies using the ditto machine in the teacher’s resource room of our school. When the teacher’s aide – we kids called “slap jaw” - walked through the intoxicating fumes of the duplicating solvent to talk to us. She asked us where we were going to high school – we both replied Sullivan.... Continue Reading →

When I was a basketball player…

My height is an aspect about my physical appearance that I just can't hide. I really can't hide. Not in a crowd, not in the subway, or the supermarket, nope I stick out. The only place I have traveled where I felt short was in the Netherlands. Everyone there, women included, were tall! Even the... Continue Reading →

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