Thanksgiving, My Grace

I’ve been, naturally, thinking about the whole thankfulness concept, and what, in particular am I thankful/grateful for right now. I was reminded of the mess we went through with child #4 starting when he was about a year old. He had allergies, serious ones: to cats, cockroaches, and dust mites. When I say serious, I …

Notes from the Exurbs

Life inside Boston’s easternmost ring road, west of its massive suburban mosaic, is more than the meets the eye of Google earth. This outer ring of habitation, tucked inside the burly bark of the interstate, is the next woody circle out from suburbia – exurbia – an as-yet unsung layer in the tree rings of …

A Southern Autumn

I’ve lived in Georgia and Alabama since 1974. I was nine when we moved here during Christmas break. I want to describe life here, so people who don’t live here won’t think we’re all uneducated hicks…then again maybe you will, but if you do, I can tell you with certainty that we don’t care. I’ve …

Only. Skin. Deep.

A few years ago, I boarded a plane heading to a small American college-town. It was my first time in the United States, and I was starting my freshman year at a prominent institution of higher learning I will call Undisclosed University. I had traveled from my country of birth to Chicago, where I spent …