Geographic Mobility in America — Watching My Grown-Up Kids Disappear

By Barbara Falconer Newhall Most of my grandmother's children - there were seven of them - lived out their lives within walking distance of their … [Read more...]

A (Pillow) Case of the Human Condition: Time to Crack Open That Hope Chest and Live a Little

By Barbara Falconer Newhall I waited too long to get married. By the time Jon and I said our vows, the contents of my hope chest were hopelessly … [Read more...]

A (Contagious) Case of the Human Condition: How a Mother of Preschool Kids Outsmarts the Mighty Microbe

By Barbara Falconer Newhall, The Oakland Tribune, May 31, 1989 I believe in microbes. Microbes are like God. You can't hear them, taste them, smell them … [Read more...]

Feng Shui Tip for the Writing Room and the Bedroom — Your Mother’s Not Allowed, and Neither Are the Kids

By Barbara Falconer Newhall Thumbing through a book on feng shui at the now defunct Gaia bookstore in Berkeley a few years ago, I ran across a chapter … [Read more...]

Help! My Kids Aren’t Perfect After All

By Barbara Falconer Newhall, The Oakland Tribune, Sunday, April 16, 1989 I was on the phone with my mentor. "Tell me it gets easier," I … [Read more...]