Taking Part in the BeautifulMy son was born in my bedroom. It still seems unreal sometimes. With only my husband, my midwife, my…
Across the OceanWhen my parents told me that we were leaving Hong Kong, I didn’t fully comprehend. All I knew was that we were getting on an…
How I Fell In Love With FresnoMy godmother, aka my Auntie Kiyo, was originally from Fresno. But after the war, she ended up in New York…
A Veteran’s StoryWhen Edward Marnell turned eighteen on January 23rd, 1942, he wasted no time. Twelve days later, he was enlisted as Private…
The New York I KnewMy family lived in Queens, New York, for three years. I was fortunate to be old enough to remember my time there: eating…
My Bridal HurricaneWhen I got married, back in 1988, I really didn’t have a clue about anything. Back then there were not entire websites dedicated to…
My Parents At My AgeIt’s funny how our parents are always “old” in our minds. I have to remind myself that I knew the 30-some-years-old…
My Mother’s Two BirthdaysAccording to my mother, and according to her own mother, she was born in Brooklyn on December 22, 1922. She frequently says…
First Adulting Christmas, 1983That Christmas, I was 24 years old. I had moved across the country to San Francisco and I had my first real job as a physical…
My Little ManThis is my son. He was born with one working kidney. When I was 20 weeks pregnant, the doctor noticed in my ultrasound that one of his…
My Grandfather’s Restaurant, 1929, New YorkMy grandfather left his job working in the kitchen of a Brooklyn hospital in the mid-1920s, and opened his own…