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I’ve had a lot of bad things happen in my life—but also so many good. I’ve visited places I never want to remember and others I’ll never forget. My first trip to the Circus Circus Hotel in Las Vegas? Unforgettable. A hotel with an indoor circus? For a kid, that was magic. And my grandfather’s backyard in the Dominican Republic, [...]
There are secret portals all over New York City, and without warning you can get sucked into one. I fell down one of those rabbit holes myself in the last icy days of winter and, after the briefest of wonderland experiences, was unceremoniously coughed back up and spat out again. One of my loftier 2009 New Year’s Resolutions was, whenever [...]
When I was 14, and living in an affluent, gated community in Manila, a handsome young boy from our neighborhood gave me a sapphire pendant. We were both members of a church youth group and were attending a party for new members. It was early evening. As our friends ate pork kabobs by the pool, the young boy asked me [...]
The public school kids of New York City learned that they could go to school 2 hours late during the strike. At least for the kids who live within walking distance of the school, and didn’t have to take a car service or walk miles in the cold, this was fun and exciting. When I went to pick up my [...]
I’m not a PTA mom, and I’ve never hosted a parent potluck dinner. I’ve said no to volunteering at annual school galas and spring fairs so many times that, at this point, no one even bothers to ask me. I adore my two sons, but their time in school is precious. And since it seems as if school is closed [...]
