Tuesday, April 15, 2008
New Orleans sniper
Phil was splayed on the roof of his parents house, rifle in hand. Keen to every movement, my High-School cousin was inexplicably playing SWAT pro. It was the summer of 1979, and as I drove up the short driveway of his house in the Garden District of New Orleans, I nodded hello up to him through the...
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Monday, April 14, 2008
Living in Houston and Nacagdoches, TX
Evening was time for the “cockroach dance.” If you were the least bit queasy about scurrying insects, you’d just have to pack up, turn around and say goodbye to Texas. But I stayed. I never had a problem with bugs. A born and bred New England girl, I was fine with night crawlers, June Bugs,...
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Sunday, April 13, 2008
Beneath Lizzie Borden's gaze
I slept with the lights on in Lizzie's room, just in case she decided to float upstairs and hit the sack. I'd already lost a few nights sleep just thinking about overnighting at the Lizzie Borden B&B in Fall River, MA - I'd gamely agreed to stay there while in town on a magazine assignment - and,...
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