In my book Magnificent Sorrow: A Memoir of Two Lives the main focus is a woman named Suzette Ryerson who survived the Titanic tragedy along with her mother, sister and brother. Her father didn’t. Those who knew the
Thank you for taking the opportunity to visit my website and blog. This blog is a place to satisfy random urges to try to write some short piece worth reading. Your comments, critiques and suggestions
When I was a little red-headed girl in the 1950’s and 60’s, I lived in a neighborhood in Richmond, Virginia, partially populated by black people during the day. At night they went home, most of
On the plane coming home from Mexico last night, I sat next to a man with whom I shared zero words. We didn’t so much as ask where the other person was going or
Two things are on my mind as I write this: another mass shooting in America and my oldest brother’s mental demise. There’s a connection. When I was recently visiting my brother, who is a 78
Mental illness is often treated like some kind of character defect or moral failure. How do I know this? Because I’ve been the asshole doing that. I’ve stood up in front of a classroom of