Even though I have lived in Florida most of my life, I will always consider myself a New Yorker. What happened on
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A more anguished look on my wife’s face I have never seen in our 26 years together. As the tears welled in her eyes, I saw frustration, despair and deep, deep sorrow. She closed them, said softly, “No, honey. Just
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It is with profound sadness that we say goodbye to our friend, Marcia Bunney. Marcia was a fierce resister who drew upon her life’s experiences to help others. Throughout her life, Marcia
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May 21 is the anniversary due date for my second child, who I aborted. Late term. Three days before Christmas 2016, at an 18½ week ultrasound, we discovered that a genetic screening
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I was 17 in the summer of 1989. I had a boyfriend for about a year who my white mother didn’t approve of because he was Black. She had never met him,
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I’m going to put a trigger warning here but I will ask you not to look away. When I was thirteen, I miscarried a pregnancy my father inflicted on me. I mostly
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It was never my intent to raise my son from the age of four as a single (divorced) working parent. But it was how it turned out. Not because I didn’t try
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For about a year and a half, I worked at the U.S. Holocaust Memorial Museum here in D.C. as a visitor services representative. On my first day, I was walking with my
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I was a reluctant kindergartner. I didn’t like the idea of meeting new people. I wasn’t excited about having a teacher other than my older sister, and I was uninterested in being
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Even though I have lived in Florida most of my life, I will always consider myself a New Yorker. What happened on 9/11 will always have an impact on me, especially when
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I walked out into the Stars and Stripes newsroom in the National Press Building on Sept. 11, 2001, and asked what was cooking. “Slow news day,” said a junior staffer. “And I’m
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