Tag Archives: aging

Love My City

Last night Seattle residents celebrated, remembered, and waxed poetic over the places we once loved that are now long gone. For me, it was Pizza and Pipes, a restaurant at 85th and Greenwood where organists rocked a huge Wurlitzer organ. … Continue reading

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Since You Left Minneapolis

I turned thirty in Minneapolis. I wanted to celebrate with my girlfriend-at-the-time on the patio of the Loring Park Café, where a musician played saxophone from the roof. But it rained that day – a pummeling thunderstorm – and we … Continue reading

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New Publication: “Twenty Hours and Ten Minutes of Therapy,” The Gettysburg Review

The Gettysburg Review has published my essay, “Twenty Hours and Ten Minutes of Therapy,” in the spring 2015 issue. In 1985-1986, as I was coming out, I spent about six months in therapy. It was almost thirty years before I … Continue reading

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Silent Tide

In the year after we moved into our building, we never met the reclusive white-haired woman down the hall, and then she was carried away on a stretcher and didn’t come back. Some months later, Arline offered to periodically check … Continue reading

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New Publication: “At Fifty”

In this season of gratitude, I’m thankful for the editors, designers, publishers, and others who labor at making books. Reading and writing are what sustain me. You sustain me. Thank you to Mark McNease and Stephen Dolainski for including me in … Continue reading

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Reunion

Bears like the Eagle’s Nest Motel in Priest River, Idaho. They lounge on the railings, shimmy up poles, and dangle from porch swings. We spent a couple of nights there this summer while attending a family reunion at nearby Diamond … Continue reading

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Ornaments

After my grandmother died in 1994, my girlfriend-at-the-time and I went to my grandfather’s house to help him decorate his Christmas tree. We brought the boxes of ornaments up from the basement and unwrapped the wads of tissue paper. There … Continue reading

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