The Sharpest Knife

Never mind the bloody footprint track his right boot made for the first few steps. Nobody is 100% perfect. But … More

Strong Women

She was having a hard time going to sleep, maybe fear of the dark and all those kinds of trauma … More

1977. It’s mostly a blur. Sometimes when I try to recall the events of that year, it seems as if it were … More

My first semester at the University of Wisconsin, Madison, definitely had its best of times and worst of times split … More

I was maybe 15 minutes late. I ran up the stairs to the 3rd floor of George Hall and popped in the … More

The line was incredibly long. We stood in the dark, many of us smoking because none of us knew about secondhand … More

Ho! I bet you thought when I said I’d write about that other important 11th-Grade teacher later, you were wondering how … More

My junior year in high-school was one of those amazing years, the kind of year that does not come around … More

I know this may be hard to believe, but there was a time once, many moons ago, when English majors … More

I’ve always felt that there are some books I love so much that I keep coming back to them despite … More

If I’d been the right age to have experienced those long summer breaks of my childhood, where I’d have two-and-a-half … More

One October when I was living in Madison, I agreed to housesit for some friends who were headed out of … More

We approach the Russian Border traveling from Kirkenes, Norway by boat. In order to come right to the borderline, we … More