My Mother’s Orange Tree

On December 7th, 1941, my mother was at her friend Louise’s house.  They were picking the first oranges of the season when Louise’s mother came out to the yard to tell them the news that the Japanese had bombed Pearl Harbor.   Every year after, my mother commemorated the date by picking, and then eating, … Continue reading My Mother’s Orange Tree

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On Feminism

I’m writing this for all the non-feminists out there.  Please take a look! My playful suggestion in a recent post that we close all our schools leads me to a bigger question about raising children.  I think if we, as a culture, were to write a mission statement, the first thing I would want it … Continue reading On Feminism