Sharing the Mumps

On the day I was to start kindergarten, I woke up with the mumps. On the day I was to start kindergarten, my father woke up with them, too. I was sick, to be sure. But he was REALLY sick, and my mother called the doctor, who arrived in a flurry of concern and...

A Matter of Priorities

A few decades ago, a friend of mine rented an apartment in a new complex. He was among the first of us who ventured beyond a flat in a converted farmhouse, or a third floor walk-up in a brick building. His place was shiny, modern, and “modular.” A couple...

Thirty Years Ago

Thirty years ago, I was in Danville, Indiana getting ready to be married for the second time. It was going to be a small event, because I had been divorced some years earlier, and my parents wanted to keep everything discreet. David and I didn’t mind, because...