October 15, 2016
by Emily
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In 1974, my friend and I experienced our first criminal sexual incident. We were 11, just beginning 6th grade. We lived in a nice neighborhood in Kalamazoo, Michigan: trees and lawns and sidewalks for bikes, driveways for hopscotch, backyards with swing sets … Continue reading
April 11, 2013
by Emily
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1. GenerationZero All we had to do was take the prize. They’d marched, chanted, been jailed and taunted. Their civil disobedience earned us the right to new social freedoms. Those baby boomers, in short, rocked it. The door was wide open … Continue reading
August 22, 2012
by Emily
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My father loved Detroit. Even now, in his estimated 12th year of Alzheimer’s, the mention of Detroit evokes responses from him, nonsense words in story-telling tones, occasional names of family members, even his own name. My parents grew up, met and … Continue reading