Monthly Archives: May 2016

Shot Down in Operation Market Garden: the Uncle I Never Knew

A person might ask why writing this post made me cry (it did), when, after high school, I fell out of touch with my living uncles and aunts. Perhaps with this uncle I imagine a relationship in which my reckless … Continue reading

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James Purdy, Elizabeth Bowen, Muriel Spark: Memorial Day Reading

I often re-read The Nephew around or over Memorial Day weekend and have been responsible for friends reading it then. One scene has a sweater-clad character crossing the yards between houses on a gray, chilly Ohio Memorial Day, as so … Continue reading

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I Learned Something in Every Class

Before handing back a chemistry exam, my white-haired, kindly teacher said if he sat a monkey down with a crayon, he’d expect it to get 25% of the answers right. I got a 24. Near the end of the year … Continue reading

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