The Glow of the Past
Weekly stories about life at the Beach in the 1960′s.
The only true voice a writer can speak in—honestly and truly—is hers or his own. This might seem obvious, when in actuality, most people—the vast majority—never learn to “speak” on paper, in black and white words with their own authentic tone, rhythm, and word choices they employ in day to day contact with friends, family, […]
That first winter in high school, we were wild. Not full grown teenagers, none of us had a driver’s license, an automobile. or much idea of what to do in a parked car with a date, aside from fog up the windows. Kissing was innocence on the prowl. Without cars, our opportunities were limited […]