STOP YELLING AT US!

As much as I hate politics, I do try and be a good citizen by listening to the candidates sometimes…as much as I can stand to listen to them. My tolerance is tested because THEY KEEP YELLING! I have a

A WHITE HOUSE CONFESSION

Since everyone is focused on the White House right now, and on who will be the next resident of that esteemed house, this seems like a good time for me to confess that I took some things from there when

A DAY IN THE TRUMP PRESIDENCY

Chief of Staff Omarosa Manigault has a number of things to discuss with President Trump, but she has to wait until he finishes with the interior decorator who is standing beside the Commander in Chief in the Oval Office. They

WHEN WE WERE YOUNG

In 1972 I was smitten with the Eagles’ first album. One night when I was looking at the photo of Bernie Leadon in the album insert, I told my roommate that I was going to meet him.Yeah, okay, she said,

BLACK LIVES MATTER

Fact: The only reason people feel the need to declare that their lives matter is if their lives are being treated as if they don’t. Fact: Black male teenagers are being shot by the police on such a regular basis

GUNS

I am the daughter of a man who was shot by someone who never should have had a gun. My father almost died on that cold drizzly day when John Hinckley tried to kill him. The scar that marked the

IN A FRIEND’S DEATH, A LESSON FOR THE LIVING

I wrote this in 1999; it was published in The Washington Post. Lewis, the friend I lost during a time when so many were dying of AIDS, came into my mind recently, so I decided to reprint this.   A

GOODBYE 2015

I’m glad to see this year go. I’m sure I’m not alone in this. Whichever month you choose, the memories haunt, the heart hurts, and it’s devastating to tally up the tragedies. So many lost lives, so much violence that

CHRISTMAS LIGHTS

When I was a child, my parents would choose one night to drive me around the neighborhood and look at Christmas lights. The lights at our house were not that elaborate; my father put up a single strand of lights

THE STREET WHERE I LIVED

I wrote this a few months after my father died. It was published in Life magazine on November 19, 2004. In trying to organize years of my magazine and newspaper pieces, I came across it and decided to re-print it.

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