We just keep getting better and better — and less and less like a bunch of adolescents. The class of 1959, Birmingham High School, Birmingham, Michigan, stopped talking long enough to let me take some pictures — October, 2009.
A Case of the Human Condition: It’s Us — The Class of ’59
High School Revisited: The More Things Change, The More They Stay the Same — Only Different
My old high school, deep in flyover country, has moved into the 21st century: The girls room is now the women’s room and the library the media room. Read more.
A Case of the Human Condition: I’ve Got a Dirty Little Secret — I (Still) Can’t Say No to Toys
Some people can’t resist chocolate. For others, it’s clothes. Some folks, oddly enough, will spend $110,000 on a Ferrari with no back seat and hardly any trunk. Imagine that . . . For me as the mother of young children, toys were my weakness. Read more.
A Case of the Human Condition: Help Us Choose Our Christmas Card Photo
We have a slew of family photos we could put on our Christmas card this year. Help us decide which one. Vote for your favorite.
A Case of the Human Condition: You Can’t Go Home Again . . . Oh, But You Can
It turns out that, yes, you can go home again. If you’re me, that is. All I had to do was show up for my high school class reunion and there I was, back in Birmingham, Michigan.
A Case of the Human Condition: Hanging Out in the Minneapolis Sculpture Garden
Peter and I walked over to the Minneapolis Sculpture Garden. Claes Oldenburg’s “Spoonbridge and Cherry” is a kick, but I gravitated to Jenny Holzer’s witty “Selections From the Living Series.”