Category Archives: stories

Vermeer: art was a language, and you could learn it

Vermeer: the Milk Maid, 2009 Once every other week or so, in eighth grade at St Frances of Rome school, a woman came to talk to us about art. She wore makeup and had a thick Spanish accent, which made … Continue reading

Posted in stories | Leave a comment

For Nana, written for my grandmother’s memorial, May 2003

Written for my grandmother’s memorial, in May 2003 What makes us human is that we know we will die. What makes us human is that we know we will live forever, in our families, in our children, in the memories … Continue reading

Posted in stories, Uncategorized | Leave a comment

Memory: growing older

When I was a child in the 1950s and 60s, we lived in the upstairs half of a two-family house in the North Bronx. We had a porch, but no air conditioning, not even fans. On very hot summer nights … Continue reading

Posted in stories | Tagged , | Leave a comment

Farewell, my linen

originally written in 2012 In the late 1980’s, I was a senior/executive editor at a professional/trade magazine. A friend and I were known by our family as “the fashion group.” I had achieved a personal goal of owning enough silk … Continue reading

Posted in stories | Tagged , , | Leave a comment

Reading, How to

After food, and sex, and occasionally, sleep, the deepest and most sustaining pleasure of my life has been reading, reading stories. For the past few years, since chemotherapy and radiation treatment for Stage 3 endometrial cancer, I have read very … Continue reading

Posted in stories, Uncategorized | Tagged | 2 Comments

Hair story the last, probably

Since I was 14 years old, I had long hair, often nearly to my waist. I loved it. I was vain about it. It was lush and wavy and deep chestnut brown. I thought it was my best feature. In … Continue reading

Posted in stories, Uncategorized | Tagged | Leave a comment

HAIR: A Story

This is a series of short entries about my relationship to my hair. They take place over several years, so there is some repetition. They include a bit about cancer treatment. 25 March 2009 “Gimme a head with hair, long … Continue reading

Posted in stories | Tagged , | Leave a comment

A Rose No More

Leave a comment 16 June 2013 @ 03:34 pm A rose no more We moved to the house I grew up in when I was six and my twin brothers were three, in the autumn of  1953, I think. One … Continue reading

Posted in stories | Tagged , | Leave a comment

Farewell, my linen

23 August 2014 @ 06:55 pm I wrote this in October 2012, and unaccountably did not post it. Farewell, my linen In the late 1980’s, I was a senior/executive editor at a professional/trade magazine. A friend and I were known … Continue reading

Posted in stories | Tagged , | Leave a comment

Pastina & Sciapito

23 April 2016 @ 06:49 pm My mother died last week, peacefully and surrounded by much of her family, at the age of 93. We lost her rather earlier than that. She had dementia for the past seven years or … Continue reading

Posted in stories | Tagged , | Leave a comment