Erin is a born daredevil. When she was a baby, she would commando-crawl to the edge of her play spaces, finding doors and staircases leading to new worlds. She was so fast as a commando she never really bothered crawling upright. She passed quickly from crawling to running, and then the world was her oyster….
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The Long Tale of Silver Hair
I was up late last night, surmounting the midnight peak. I strolled Facebook, and noticed a friend’s birthday was suddenly upon her. (Emily and I are going out with her, her husband, and another couple tonight in celebration of this birthday. A triple date without kids! Such a thing! Such a thing.) I wished her…
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I bought my first music album in 1988. I was eleven years old. I’d never had a reason to buy music before. Music was either on the radio, or scattered on tapes throughout family cars. I remember sitting in my parents’ car listening to their Queen and Huey Lewis & The News tapes over and…