Six Generations of First Born Women

Ron owned the newspaper stand in Kenmore Square. I used to walk by everyday on my way to work at the Art Institute. Occasionally I'd stop to pick up the NYTimes and we'd chat. He was always very flattering. I had the feeling he was building up to something. Sure enough. One morning he asked if I'd... Sign in to see full entry.

Mom said my priorities are all mixed up. Instead of going to Vienna I should buy a sofa so people would have a place to sit when they come to my house. "A sofa is something that lasts" she says. "Don't you think experience lasts?" I responded. "We just think differently" says she. The conversation... Sign in to see full entry.

Bill and I out at a very fancy restaurant last night, in Copley Place. One glass of their "house" wine, $8.50, I rarely pay that for a whole bottle. Get home about 11 pm. Big accident across the street from my house. Kid on drugs and booze crashes his van into parked car, totals the car, hits a... Sign in to see full entry.

Got my tickets to Vienna yesterday. My second trip. (this is in 1985 so I made all my arrangements with a travel agent in Harvard Square. Now I just go on line and use Orbitz, it wasn't like that then). My feelings about going there constantly fluctuate, yet something is pushing me to go. Part of it... Sign in to see full entry.

The outdoor cafe in front of Au Bon Pain in Harvard Square is a year round performance space and cross-roads of the world. There's a constant flow of people looking and hoping to be seen. RG and I spent many an afternoon talking with friends, artists, writers, scientists, nobel prize winners (you... Sign in to see full entry.