You made your reservations months ago. This was a vacation you’ve been planning for … well, it seems like forever. One of those once-in-a-lifetime trips is what you’ve always dreamed about, and you’ve bought all new clothes and even a new suitcase for it. So why would you take just any old book on your…
A little of this and a little of that. It’s the way conversation flows when you’re with a friend. You mosey from subject to subject; you touch upon a funny story which leads to another topic you can both gnaw on before you move to something totally different. That’s a glue that holds you together….
You didn’t want to look. When you bought the ticket, you knew the movie was going to be scary, but you had to see it for yourself. Kind of. Peeking between your fingers. You couldn’t look … but you couldn’t look away, either. In the early 1980s, when AIDS was barely understood, Sean Strub decided…
Turn left. You used to need a map to know that info, but these days, a voice from a screen tells you where to go on your trip. It’s easy and fairly reliable, so who would want to go back to wrestling with a map, or wondering if turning left was right? No, you haven’t…
You always hold doors open. That’s because your mama taught you to help others; you hold doors for stragglers, lend your ear, dispense advice, volunteer, donate and keep an eye on your neighbor’s house. Really, it’s no big deal. You’re a good helper, but how involved do you get in other people’s matters? Read Kitty…
Sometimes, you feel so adrift. Unmoored, unanchored, you feel as though you ride each wave alone, emotions and events washing over you until you can’t weather the storm any longer and you need an anchor. That’s when you reach for your family or your God. But what if both were denied to you? In Teaching…
Sometimes, you wish you had a better memory. You would never, for instance, forget appointments. You could tell better jokes, win more arguments, save more money. You’d remember faces of the people you met and events that happened when you were too small for it to matter. Then again, as you’ll see in the new…
The room was crowded, filled with only two people. At least that’s what it seemed as the groom looked at his beloved: there was no one else in the room but them. You could see it on their faces, the way their eyes danced together, alone in a sea of well-wishers, seeing only one another….
You really didn’t want to talk about it. Sometimes, you thought it might even be just a rite of passage: everybody endures name-calling at one time or another, right? Everybody’s bullied at some time. You didn’t want to talk about it, but you always wondered if you should’ve. When faced with bullies, is keeping quiet…
Some of the best experiences you had last year were with your friends. When you think back about the highlights, you remember dancing together, eating together, late-night bull sessions, parties, travels and idle man-watching. Those shared experiences are the glue that forever holds your friendship together. Or maybe, like the men in The Aids Generation…
