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Can You Meet The Ambulance?

August 9, 2011 by

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On Friday afternoon I got a phone call you don’t want to get. Ever. From the police, from my son’s phone, from the site of an accident. Was he okay? Was he okay? I repeated that over and over as I searched for my keys. The officer wanted to know if  I could meet the […]

Some Days Are Just Like That

July 8, 2011 by

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In Judith Viorst’s “Alexander’s Horrible No Good Very Bad Day,” Alexander wakes up with gum in his hair. I did not wake up with gum in my hair. I woke up with every intention of a breezy summer day’s visit with my friend Larisse who had come all the way from Vancouver, BC. When loved […]