culture

#MeToo

I was alone in my best friend’s room, sitting at the end of her bed, putting on my shoes.  My mother was on her way to pick me up after a day of visiting.  My friend’s mother’s fiance entered the room and sat beside me on the bed.  He was 30-something.  I was 13.  He grabbed hold of me… Read More #MeToo

travel

Why Travel?

“Why are you going to Arizona?” my classmate sneered.  “It’s not even warm there.” A week-long break from the mean girls of high school would have been reason enough. And while the desert air was certainly cool in the February mornings and evenings, the afternoons were comfortably warm for exploring the Grand Canyon, riding horses,… Read More Why Travel?