Category Archives: Ghost Story

!!!!1*****WORKING DRAFT*****!!!!! After we hung up, I wondered, as I had several times before, if those were the last words we’d say to each other. Images flooded my memory, and I knew I had to turn them off, or at … Continue reading →

!!!!!*****WORKING DRAFT*****!!!!! xv Marcia and I met for dinner the last Friday in March, at one of my favorite spots in Porter Square. “I don’t suppose they’ll be setting up out on the sidewalk any time soon, not after last … Continue reading →

!!!!!*****WORKING DRAFT*****!!!!! That spring and summer, I worked furiously on the final draft of our study examining the effect of epidurals on newborn behavior. Since I’d done at least half the exams, as well as the initial draft, and liaison … Continue reading →

!!!!!*****WORKING DRAFT*****!!!!! Dear Mike, In my unfortunate lacksidasical way I’ve finally gotten around to writing again. Although I don’t think a letter from me in the last month would have been any treat— I’ve just finished the graduate school rat-race, … Continue reading →

!!!!!*****WORKING DRAFT*****!!!!! “Have you started that other project with Brazelton yet?” Howard and I were eating dinner a bit later than everyone else one evening. I had come home around seven after a particularly long meeting at the CDU. Howard … Continue reading →

!!!!!*****WORKING DRAFT*****!!!!! 26 December 1972 Dear Mike, I was sitting here at the typewriter, typing applications to graduate school, and decided to try to write you a letter. How are you? How is school and Southern Calif.? Yes, I really … Continue reading →

!!!!!*****WORKING DRAFT*****!!!!! During our summer-long road trip, Howard decided to go after a degree in Public Administration, rather than put his life on hold any longer while he tried again at the law boards. In order to qualify for a … Continue reading →

!!!!!*****WORKING DRAFT*****!!!!! Howard dropped me off a few blocks south of MacArthur Park on Westlake. The imposing two-story white house featured an expansive front yard gone to seed, yet sporting a flourishing avocado tree. Incongruous amongst the teeming apartment complexes … Continue reading →