My proper British grandmother, Dora, loved cats (as long as they lived outdoors). There was never a time when we did not have at least two or three feral cats on our back porch. They always sat on the porch steps and played with me as a kid. Kitties were my friends.
Twenty years later, we ...
Q. I think I want to take a gap year. I worked hard in high school, especially since 10th grade. My grades are great, and I got into my first-choice college. My family is happy, my teachers are proud, you know the drill. But I’m exhausted. Before you ask, no itĢƵ not that I want to forego ...
As a teacher, husband, and new father in the ’70s, expectations of what it meant to be a man changed. I can remember telling a friend, “I grew up idolizing John Wayne and had to become Alan Alda.”
For my younger readers, it meant that men raised to admire the strong, silent, macho type ...