May 25 was a wonderful day in Argentina, filled with national pride in a country that struggles with more economic hardship than we do and a government more self-serving than our own.
a blessing for boys
Home again, home again
It's nice to go home. Which in this case is East Tennessee. I'm actually a fifth generation Floridian, and there is something comforting about being there. The stars seem properly aligned, and the smells of citrus and salt awaken a primal sense of place. Shrimp fresh off the boat for Christmas dinner, a slice of… Continue reading Home again, home again
alone in the big city
I’ve been coming to New York City in the spring for almost 20 years, usually to attend and often to give a workshop or two at a conference for student journalists. I’ve had some of best experience with students here, as well as some of my worst—losing a student on the subway or having one… Continue reading alone in the big city



