An Invitation to Remember

I have a scar under my chin. I was young, maybe kindergarten or first grade, visiting my cousins in New Holland, Pennsylvania — land of Amish farms, horse and buggies and my one-week childhood crush, Serge Lehman. I was trying to impress him by gracefully (some may even say heroically) swinging across the monkey bars. I made it three rings, [...]

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The Wrong Question

My friend Adele and I were hiking when she asked me a question I’ve been turning in my mind for the better part of four years. We were ruminating about the future — plans and passion and dreams — and I was rambling on about all the things I wanted to be when I grew up. I was secretly hoping she’d be impressed with my [...]

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