Who’s (not) staring at me?
Around age ten to twelve, I was visiting my older [...]
Around age ten to twelve, I was visiting my older [...]
Certainly all of my life, at least from grammar school [...]
One of the first misconceptions that confronted me as a [...]
After the surgery to partially correct my weak, paralyzed polio [...]
When I elected to have a much-needed surgery to correct [...]
There were many times, as a child (and there have [...]
In the 1950’s, TV was fast becoming a babysitter for [...]
A year or so after a kindergarten boy held me [...]
Early childhood was full of ups and downs for me, [...]
For girls in the 50’s, a Buster Brown nightmare; for [...]