… On Tuesday afternoon I met Françoise on Rector Street at the R train’s downtown entrance because I wanted her to see the 9/11 Memorial before she returned to France. My friend lived, worked and wrote a novel in the … Continue reading

… On Tuesday afternoon I met Françoise on Rector Street at the R train’s downtown entrance because I wanted her to see the 9/11 Memorial before she returned to France. My friend lived, worked and wrote a novel in the … Continue reading
… When I was a kid, September made me happy because I looked forward to school and the new beginning that meant. In September summer ended, but the jars of beans, peaches, tomatoes, grape jelly and pickled cucumbers that my … Continue reading
… … I’ve been going through papers and found a piece I wrote on June 11, 2001 called The Last Day of School. I was teaching at a public school then in a federally funded program helping inner city parents … Continue reading