How uncommonly fortunate I am to have called the house pictured here home for 55 years. Somehow this simple dwelling, resting atop a hill on a quiet dead-end street, offered a home to all who swung open the back gate. Generations counted on the music of the unlocked kitchen door’s jingling sleigh bells accompanied by barks of happy dogs. Every time. Across time and place, memories stitch all of us together.
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Katie Phang’s lesson: “Every single one of us gets a smaller version of Josephine Baker’s choice…to speak up or to stay quiet…. You don’t need permission to be brave.”
dropbox or mailing / register…check polling place / early voting nears