Stories are my past. They bob along a lazy river waiting to be plucked up, cherished, and set back down to drift. But they are images, merely snapshots in free ...
After hip surgery, my father’s memory is all over the map. As he recuperates in rehab, he tells us he’s been to Spain, England, Oakland and even Kabul, all in t...
Session Dates: Dec 6, 20, Jan 3, 17, 31, Feb 14 – (7:30 pm evening classes every other Thursday) Throughout the ages, humans have used stories to encode a...
March 18 – April 29 Has your life been altered by the trauma of sexual violence? Could your testimony inspire people to act? Are you ready to begin tellin...
I think these people mean to say, that my mother with Alzheimer’s, behaves differently from the mother I knew without Alzheimer’s.
This is the place I remember—with its pine branches, hung like lace canopies. There is the rock slab where they took turns, each first pounding his chest, then ...
But I only knew the mechanics of sex, not its consequences. Who does at thirteen?
he Julie B Valentine Center is located out on the edge of town near trucking depots and used car lots that cater exclusively to Spanish-speaking customers. The ...
