Category Archives: Travel I don’t believe in bad luck Though I don’t believe in bad luck or good luck for that matter, I’m starting to feel like a character in a Lemony Snickett story. Lately, it seems as if the world is conspiring against me, and it’s making me a little edgy. I’m not waiting for the other […]  Memorial Day weekend The car was loaded with all our gear for the Memorial Day weekend trip. We sat in the car in the pre-dawn light, waiting. My father in his characteristic, passive-aggressive style was revving the engine loudly to let my mom know we were waiting for her. This was how all our trips […]  July 2008 was the last time I saw Richard. An old high school friend decided we should all gather to celebrate the year we would turn 50. There followed a flurry of emails the chain growing daily. It included old friends, people I’d barely known and Richard who’d been one of my closest friends through […]  As I pulled out of the parking lot onto Passyunk Avenue I saw the sleek, antique Thunderbird convertible. It was black, the top was down, and seeing it flooded me with distant memories. When I was a little girl, maybe four or five, my grandfather, Bud, promised me that when I learned to drive he would […]  Not that you asked, but these days I ride the bus to work. I’ve lived in Philadelphia for almost twenty years and this is the first time I’m using public transportation on a regular basis. When I first moved to Philadelphia from NYC I didn’t have a car and biked everywhere. Philly is a fairly […] |
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