Category: My Family Matters (To Me)

Telluride Daily Planet, April 30, 2010 One day, circa 1973, I come home from high school to find my mother sitting at her place at the kitchen counter not doing any of her normal 4:30 things: not planning what part of our house to clean next, not smoking, not doing a crossword puzzle from The…

  Telluride Daily Planet, Thursday, November 5, 2009 One day, during the beta version of my jaded years (13-15), my father arrived at breakfast and — over his Mayo Clinic grapefruit and soft-boiled egg — announced that plants had brains. Not just nervous systems, he said, but brains. “They are not given enough credit for…