Stellar Awkwardness

The cabin was packed with bunk beds. Each dusty striped mattress was within reach of a wooden shelf on the wall for any personal items we might need for the week. I watched anxiously as Sandra Genatossio plunked down her bottle of “Gee Your Hair Smells Terrific” shampoo on a shelf right next to the one I…

A Mother of Dragons

I realize we are a bit past Mother’s Day. However, I think I need to extend the holiday, because I want to celebrate my mother for more than one day… Because I am the daughter of Babs. And Babs is the stuff of legends. Ok, she does not harbor a secret stash of dragon’s eggs. But she…

A Grown-up On Cape Cod

During most of my young life, my mother struggled to get me to eat fish.  She was convinced that lack of fish could somehow lead a child down the dangerous path of stunted development. When she was young in East Germany, she was taught that oily fish was the key to health, and she was…