Category Archives: Ghost Story

!!!!!*****WORKING DRAFT*****!!!!! On the drive back to Woods’ Hole, Mike turned on his motor-mouth. “That place we were, that’s the bay where the Pilgrims landed, right?” Not waiting for an answer, he went on. “My mother, she says she’s got … Continue reading →

!!!!!*****WORKING DRAFT*****!!!!! Two weeks later, I joined Mom in the kitchen where she’d begun initial preparations for Seder. She interrupted work on her shopping list, looking up at me over her reading glasses. “Honey, your school ends on May 20, … Continue reading →

!!!!!*****WORKING DRAFT*****!!!!! Alongside the nightly scenes of war in Southeast Asia, the evening news began to feature footage from San Francisco of hippies, long-haired dropouts. They flaunted all convention, urged everyone to do go with the flow, do their own … Continue reading →

!!!!!!!********WORKING DRAFT********!!!!!!! The next three months breezed by, punctuated several times a week by letters from Mike. Reading them and writing back was always a break from the stress of school, both classwork and extracurriculars. Enveloped in his words, I … Continue reading →

!!!!!!!********WORKING DRAFT********!!!!!!! Colored lights began to break through the evening mist as we pulled up to Mike’s house in Woodland Park. Set on a little rise above the street, the front lawn was filled with homemade Christmas decorations cut from … Continue reading →

!!!!!!!********WORKING DRAFT********!!!!!!! Christmas day was always a bit depressing at the Stein house. If it were on a Saturday, we could hide out at the synagogue, otherwise the lack of traffic and the sounds of merriment from the gentiles all … Continue reading →

!!!!!!!********WORKING DRAFT********!!!!!!! Mike drove back for Christmas break. Saturday afternoon, he stopped at my house first before going home. “How was it, the drive,” I asked. “Did it take long, did you go all night?” “No, I left at noon … Continue reading →

!!!!!!!********WORKING DRAFT********!!!!!!! October 12, Columbus Day, we had off. Since it was a holiday, long-distance rates were low, like on Saturday nights or Sundays. I bargained with my father for a 10 minute call to Connecticut. “It’s only two dollars … Continue reading →

!!!!!!!********WORKING DRAFT********!!!!!!! Let’s not demand so much of every single moment. Lizzie and I met on the steps under the dome, first day of senior year. My notebook was crammed with paper already, most of it blank, ready for note-taking … Continue reading →