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Well, Art is Art, isn’t it? Still, on the other hand, water is water. And east is east and west is west and if you take cranberries and stew them like applesauce they taste much more like prunes than rhubarb does. Now you tell me what you know.
— Groucho Marx-
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When a Soldier Makes it Home
One afternoon when I was eight or nine, I was playing stickball in the street with some neighborhood kids and a fight broke out. Hearing the commotion, an old man who had been sitting on his front porch watching us … Continue reading
An Old Building and a New Paradigm
On an unseasonably warm afternoon in early December of 1982, I was pounding the pavement in Manhattan, trying to find my first job after graduating from college the previous spring. I had a fresh haircut, my shirt collar itched me, … Continue reading
The Literate President
Mr. Obama has said that he wrote “very bad poetry” in college and his biographer David Mendell suggests that he once “harbored some thoughts of writing fiction as an avocation.” For that matter, “Dreams From My Father” evinces an instinctive … Continue reading
Faith Renewed
Election day of 2004 found me in, of all places, Austin, Texas. I had been working as a contractor at the time, designing a dimensional database for an Austin-based company. That night I watched the election returns with some co-workers … Continue reading
Memoir, Murder, and Epiphany
Three summers ago, I was Elizabeth Benedict’s student at the New York State Summer Writer’s Institute at Skidmore College in Saratoga Springs. At her evening reading that year, she chose a then unpublished personal essay about the murder of her … Continue reading

