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Showing posts with label early days. Show all posts
Showing posts with label early days. Show all posts
Monday, March 26, 2018

Archival Footage on Epilepsy Day

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I found this in a shoebox of old letters at the back of my closet. I've always carried around a tiny notebook in which to jot observ...
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Wednesday, January 27, 2016

Dr. Viola Frymann, D.O. (1921-2016)

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Dr. Frymann and Sophie, 1997 I learned today that the beloved osteopath who changed Sophie's and my family's life over tw...
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Monday, June 2, 2014

The Things I Carry

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In a small zippered leather purse that looks like the old-time New York City coffee cups, I carry the following items everywhere I go: ...
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Thursday, January 24, 2013

Rainy Day Music

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This makes me think of a rainy night in Newport, Rhode Island, an old movie theater, running from there to here, faces wet, the way he kisse...
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Wednesday, April 11, 2012

I want to unfold

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Sophie and I, 1995 I want to unfold I don't want to stay folded anywhere, because where I am folded, there I am a lie. An...
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