The sharper-eyed readers of USR may have noticed that my column, Exhibit A hasn’t run a new entry in… I don’t know how long. I could easily look up the exact amount of time, but I haven’t the heart or energy. A nervous breakdown will do that to you. I do know that my three […]
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“Trust me,” I said as I looked at my wife. She was skeptical, I could tell. “It’s a four-wheel drive car.” I brushed the snowflakes off of my arm as we started up the hill. They had come in when I had rolled down the window to listen to a man who was frantically trying
Fillmore Hill as Metaphor Read More »
I was driving down the west end of Fillmore when I heard a loud pop. I watched in horror as the door, which had been securely fastened to the luggage rack on top of my Taurus station wagon, slid off and into the street. I quickly pulled into a parking lot on my right. “Stay
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I am alive today, and you probably are as well, because of antibiotics, vaccines, and an infrastructure that is unparalleled in history. As a percentage, fewer people die from communicable disease and starvation than at any time in history. And many of those contemporary deaths are due to lack of proper water and sewage treatment.
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I was seven years old, walking home from school for the second time that day. School was literally across the street, and Sister Marie sent me home to change my pants again. I had been sitting in my chair practicing my handwriting when the girl behind me screeched because of the urine that was dripping
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“So are you?” the clerk asked as she looked at my check. “Am I what?” I answered. “A parent,” she said as if I should have known. “Yes, I am,” I replied. “And I have been all of my life.” Inwardly, I sighed. People have been having fun with my surname all of my life.
Apparently, It’s Me Read More »