I was a very literal kid. More so than most. Like the other kids in the gifted and talented class, I tended to take words and terms at face value. Somehow my left brain developed before my right, so thinks like metaphors and sarcasm flew right over my head. Here are a few other the …
I was probably around 13 or 14. My parents decided to have a garage sale, I went through my closet picking out all the old toys I didn’t want anymore. Now when you’re that age, right on the cusp of high school, you think you’re a full-fledged grownup. I was not at all sentimental about …
My sister had a gray toy cat as a kid, but she wanted a real kitty. My dad asked around and found a charcoal-colored kitten with a white spot on his tummy. My sister named him Starbrite, after her favorite toy. Starbrite was our only cat for a number of years (though we also had …
“How would you like to have brunch with me and Dick Cheney?” That’s a sentence I never thought I’d say to someone. But I did. It was back in college. I was the Internal Vice Chair of the Academic Assembly, and as one of the officers of the student government, I got to do some …
It was my first month on campus, and I was still getting settled into my routines. I stopped by the International Center to grab some lunch after class, and that’s when I saw a guy handing out pamphlets. Or rather, he saw me. Before I could walk away, he started talking to me, telling me …
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