Of all of my friends, there’s no one I’ve known longer than Cynthia Slavens. We were born within two months of each other and shared…
Category: Family History
My parents bought the marigold-colored house with black shutters because of its proximity to good schools. At the end of Westfield Drive, through a row…
Jenni’s disappointment was palpable as we left the modest mission-style building at the beach. Our meeting with Andrea, the events coordinator at our future wedding…
My window is open for the sake of it being open. Ryan Matsumoto Sitting at the dinner table as a child, my father would typically…
It was shortly after five and the last of our players had been picked up outside the gym. The other soccer coach and I strolled…
Let me take you back to the summer of 2005. George W. Bush is starting his second lap as President. Americans are staying strong in…
Ever since the fifth grade, I’ve worn glasses. It started with squinting from the back of my fifth grade classroom trying to determine if we…