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Dialogue (More)
Memoir isn’t merely the history of what happened. If that were the point, every family reunion would solve the problem—someone would stand up, clear their throat, and recite a timeline: We moved from Chicago to Des Moines in ’71. In ’73, we bought the blue station wagon. In ’74, shaving cream went up a quarter.… Continue reading
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Making My Money Work
The first time I robbed Peter to pay Paul was at fifteen. I was determined to get myself to a family reunion in Southern California, something Dad had no interest in attending or paying for, which meant I had to figure it out on my own. So I did what any financially strapped teenager with… Continue reading