Tag: writing

  • Holding Space for the Third Space: The Demise of Social Spontaneity

    When I hear older generations (my parents, friends’ parents and parents’ friends) tell stories of their twenties in New York, they reminisce over the dive bar they frequented on Tuesdays, the random parties where Mick Jagger showed up, the blind dates that turned into marriages. It all feels vaguely romantic and inexplicably out of reach, […]

  • Funland

    In the summer of 1977, my mother, Page, and her best friend, Lily, ventured to the boardwalk in Rehoboth Beach, Delaware. They left the adults behind on the porch to drink wine, smoke cigarettes, and talk about politics. My grandmother, clad in chunky jewelry with a paisley scarf wrapped around her head, barely noticed her […]