Memories of holidays past and present. Read story.
Thursday, November 26, 2009
Verbally abused by a Catholic school nun, Ann Winter heals her pain by making amends with the sister decades later. Read story.
Sunday, November 15, 2009
Soon I reluctantly will leave Santa Barbara, but I cannot depart without revealing my secret to buying low-cost luxury housing in this pricey paradise. Read story.
Tuesday, March 31, 2009
Eight years of college and $100,000 in student loans does not equal work. Read story.
Tuesday, February 17, 2009
Some thoughts on candy skulls in a land in which the jack-o'-lantern is king. Read story.
Saturday, November 1, 2008
An Indy intern tries out for Jeopardy!, leaves with a story and a key chain. Read story.
Thursday, October 9, 2008
Aqeela Sherrills and Calvin Hodges grew up on opposite sides of the tracks during the bloody gang conflicts of the Watts neighborhood in south L.A. Aqeela was a member of the Crips gang and Calvin was a member of the Bloods. They now both work for peace and reconciliation in Watts at the Community Self-Determination Institute (CSDI). Read story.
Thursday, October 2, 2008
I'd been back to New Orleans since Katrina, for the first post-Katrina JazzFest, the festival that, over a decade's worth of years, had endeared the city to me. Read story.
Thursday, August 7, 2008
An evacuee tells her emotionally draining experience of being put out of her home. Read story.
Wednesday, July 9, 2008
Heart rate through the roof, lungs burning, pedal stroke erratic. Read story.
Thursday, May 8, 2008
Iwas raped in the fall. I was 17. He was my first boyfriend. Read story.
Thursday, April 10, 2008
"This gives us a really fun reason to get behind a great cause," said Jenny. Read story.
Monday, March 17, 2008
The old Bing Crosby movie is cheesy, but who among us hasn't dreamed of being in the midst of one of those Nineteenth Century Victorian Christmas card scenes? Read story.
Wednesday, December 26, 2007
Families you're born into, families you create, and what they mean. Read story.
Sunday, December 23, 2007
Death and the holidays don't mix. I imagine death and her cool shadow thriving in the doldrums of January or in April, during tax season, but she should leave the holidays to the living. As the calendar flips over to November and "I Saw Mommy Kissing Santa Claus" takes over the radio, my thoughts usually start simmering with images of big family dinners, thoughtful gifts, too much chocolate, and great conversations with friends. Read story.