The holidays always make me think of my grandparents. There should be no surprise there, I am sure the same is true for many. The thing that stands out for me is how selfless they were for their children and grandchildren. I realize there are many wonderful grandparents making children happy each and every day, […]
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When I was twenty-two, I would come home at 3am or so after a night of clubbing, and as I opened the door to walk up the stairs of our three-decker home, the door of the first floor flat would open simultaneously. It was my grandmother. She looked half asleep and her questions were always […]
read moreHaving More Is Not Necessarily Better
I grew up pretty poor in East Boston. We lived in a three-decker, dumbbell tenement where my mother and sister had to walk through my bedroom to get to their own. My sister’s bedroom was basically a storage room or oversized closet. There were no doors in the rooms, so there wasn’t a whole lot […]
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