“Dear Goddess,” started the letter. She had obviously read my post and committed the meaning of my name to memory. I was speechless as the contents of the carefully unwrapped package were revealed. I stared at this piece of sheer beauty for a good 30 seconds before I bent forward to touch it. The…
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A couple of months ago, I received an e-mail from the editor of Iowa Alumni Magazine, the bimonthly alumni publication of my alma mater. She wondered if I would be willing to answer some questions about my experiences as a student at The University of Iowa. I happily obliged. I used to be the…
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This one is from the archives. A recent health issue has prompted me to think about life with physical constraints. Every time I wonder what I’d do were I to lose the use of any of my senses or limbs, I think of two people — Janice and Nancy. This is Janice’s story that…
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Memories Of green meadows With massive trees That turned red, brown Orange, golden yellow All the colors of a sunset In the middle of a park. Memories Of walking at midnight Sometimes fast To catch a bus Sometimes leisurely Taking in the beauty Of everyday simplicity. Memories Of a 10 by 10 room In…
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I was going through some of my old files yesterday and found a report I’d written right after visiting a high school in Iowa. It was an eye-opening experience, to say the least. And I’m sorry to state that these experiences aren’t just representative of Iowan highschoolers, they pretty much reflect the narrow worldview…
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