More Family History, and When the Germans Bombed Harold Gibbs
These stories of my family, so close to those of other families, in other places and times, paralleling them, mirroring them, all fold neatly together, pressed between the pages of time.
1 in 1,000
And, yet, the other 999 must still be made.
Girls’ Stuff, Boys’ Stuff
Patricia said it to me the other day on Gugh as we were deciding who would operate her backhoe (a Christmas gift from her husband—she got him a bread maker).
Since Before We Were Human
How many millions of years has this been going on?
The 18th Century Says Hello
In the form of a sunken Dutch trader
Mirror Man
My mouth hung open and out floated my disbelief.
Everyone’s Eating Local
I came across a plastic tub full of live crabs on the side of the road the other day.
Strange Contortions of the Soul
There in that photo were melded together two of the most diametrically opposed associations
Wild Thing
When I sit with the island at night a feeling comes over me that’s hard to explain.
