Category Archives: Ghost Story

!!!!!*****WORKING DRAFT*****!!!!! Dear Mike, It wasn’t that I didn’t try to answer you before (this summer), it was simply that I was congenitally unable. I started to write, but couldn’t finish it. But I shall try again.I guess my first … Continue reading →

!!!!!*****WORKING DRAFT*****!!!!! Howard finished law school that spring; over the summer, while he volunteered at the Cambridge law clinic as he studied for his boards, we involuntarily passed from being occasional companions to true friends. I still saw my therapist … Continue reading →

!!!!!*****WORKING DRAFT*****!!!!! It took me several weeks of crumpled paper, but finally, I was able to send this off to Mike: Dear Mike, And so my roommate just asked me who I was writing to & I said “my old … Continue reading →

!!!!!*****WORKING DRAFT*****!!!!! Adrift in Cambridge, I relied more and more on my remaining friends. Jeanne and Marcia stayed with me at 119 Oxford, giving us one spare bedroom for guests and parties. A month into the semester, on the first … Continue reading →

!!!!!*****WORKING DRAFT*****!!!!! Helen and Sylvia met me at the airport. As the freeway came to an end in downtown San Francisco, Helen chortled, “No Los Angeles for us, Janie. The people said, ‘No, we don’t want our waterfront, our city, … Continue reading →

!!!!!*****WORKING DRAFT*****!!!!! Seven AM, the traffic flowing out of downtown LA was light, not at all the gridlock heading in. The sheer breadth of the freeway overwhelmed me, compared to the narrow streets and cobbled alleys of Boston/Cambridge. An interchange … Continue reading →