Six Generations of First Born Women for Wednesday, June 4, 2003

My diaphragm and I never got along. It sure put a crimp in my style. I used it consistantly, I swear - even though the thing would slip out of my fingers and boomerang around the bathroom. Sometimes it would take me so long to get the thing in place (or so I thought) Pete would be sound asleep.... Sign in to see full entry.

John Updike taught me how to read. Not literally, he was just the first writer I discovered in high school that I wasn't forced to read for a class. THE POORHOUSE FAIR was the book, one of his earliest. I picked it up at a yard sale. He spoke to me in a voice I could hear. I was not an avid reader... Sign in to see full entry.