Dear Knight in Shining Two Tons of Steel

Dear Knight in Shining Two Tons of Steel

I was unconscious. Just below Mulholland Drive, on the forty-plus-mile-per-hour descent of Beverly Glen, a furtive pothole induced a slow-motion somersault over my bicycle handlebars. A debatable number of minutes later, the curious paramedic tested my basic math...

Let’s Talk About Sex, Mommy

“Mommy, what’s an erection?” Morgan was six, Wendy was four and I was pregnant with Thomas. Morgan’s questions were detailed and specific, including a demand for information on just how, exactly, that baby got in my tummy. I explained that for her baby brother to...

Creativity in Children and the Power of Silence

Long, long ago, when VHS, DVD, DVR and video streaming lay cogitating in the brains of their inventors, Jacques Tati’s Mr. Hulot’s Holiday appeared on the TV Guide’s weekend schedule. Dad fidgeted at the dinner table, counting down as he anxiously anticipated herding...

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