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The First Thing You Do A man at the Public Library at Lincoln Center was looking at me. He told me he was an artist and asked if he could draw my portrait. The man insisted we take the elevator one floor down, rather than the stairs. I was nervous about being trapped there with him, but I went. In [...]
I ran into Dad’s room after hearing my name called. “Take off your shoes,“ he said. I wondered what the heck was going to happen now. That morning my mom had told me that I would be going to Akron, Ohio with Dad to see the people who caused his nightmares and screaming. His war buddies. They were having a [...]
When you lose someone so important to you, who feels larger than life, sometimes you act a little crazy while going through the grief. Maybe it is to counter the silence and life's unfairness, but at the time, your actions can feel magically vibrant. This is one of those stories. The day was St. Patrick's Day 2002 and I drove [...]
