Ethereal fragments of childhood summers endure from our earliest recollections, impervious to edits in time or space. We waited...

I don’t have an answer for this. “What happens to all of those memories? my 42-year-old son wants to know. “Where do they go? Think about...

Even though they are not visible there is one in every room, a bug jar. In my house “grab and go” has little to do with take out unless...

I grew up on Long Island and on Friday nights our family often headed to the Westbury Drive-in for the fireworks. Before air conditioning...

I never know how to respond when people ask, “Are you happy?” ”Happy” is not a place that one can program into Google Maps with the...

I’ve been recording life as I see it in words and images for as long as I can remember and for years I’ve been contemplating ways to...

She’s 6, coughs almost exclusively at night and is very playful, but I learned yesterday that Callie probably has asthma, and while that...

Neither my daughter nor I can remember exactly when this started, so I’ll need to begin in the middle. We “share” a tiny traveler. A...

There are 9 of them back there, the deer. Each night they come in search of food or company or curiosity ...I am glad they are here. I,...