This is a picture of my friend Jean. We met as chaperons on a lacrosse trip with our sons when they were twelve. Jean and her son Vince lived in a town down the peninsula; we live in San Francisco. My son Carlton and Vince became quick friends and ended-up at the same high school. Vince was often at my house on weekends because kids like to be in “The City.” But sometimes Carlton stayed Read More…
I’m from a family of four girls, no boys. I grew up in the south and my daddy (that’s what we girls call them in the south, even when we are grown women) wore cowboy boots and drove a truck. My mother stayed at home with us kids until three of the four of us were in school. She then went to work teaching — a job that would allow her to continue her full Read More…

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