Monthly Archives: July 2020

!!!!!*****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 →

!!!!!*****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 →