The house I grew up in was a two-flat, three if you count the basement. I lived on the main floor with my parents and my younger sister Michele, and my grandmother lived on the upper floor. Technically, it was … Continue reading
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I have been absent from this space for some months now and I apologize for that. I have an excuse: I am a newlywed. I can only use that excuse for another four months, so I shall make the most … Continue reading
Some years ago, I was diagnosed with adult-onset diabetes. It’s one of the trendy diseases, increasing in popularity every year as our crappy eating habits and sedentary lifestyle catch up with us. It’s also a family legacy, one of the … Continue reading
I used to enjoy going to the symphony. But I don’t go anymore. My mother and I are afraid to show our faces, because we managed to cause a scene at a performance of the Illinois Philharmonic Orchestra at Governors … Continue reading
Today is my 42nd birthday, and there’s a place that I’d like very much to celebrate it, but I am unable to do so. I have written in this space before about my little sister Nicole, the Irish dancer, who … Continue reading
Today is Cookie Day. Each year, in the weeks before Christmas, my wife invites her niece over to bake and decorate sugar cookies and construct a gingerbread house. It’s one of our traditions. Holidays are meant for this sort of … Continue reading