Love and A Hurricane

There’s an example of all that is good buzzing at the end of our block. It’s a home being re-built. My friend Judith lost half her house from the wind. It was the only victim of Hurricane Irma in our neighborhood. Her oak tree, with hundreds of rings, gave in to one of the last
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Me, Emma and Matt in Vacationing in Puerto Rico

Big Love

My mother’s love was big. Rita was the parent waving wildly from the audience with a big, toothy smile during school plays. In high school I messed up my solo in Oklahoma when I saw her waving like a lunatic from the middle of the audience. Other parents sat patiently, hands in their laps, and
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