Family lore: My dad was nine when a neighbor living on the south side of Ocean Parkway offered my grandfather first crack at the gorgeous 1920s Spanish-style house he was putting up for sale because he was moving to L.A. It was around 1934, the Depression was not yet over, and the $25,000 price that Jay […]
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Over the last ten or so years, I have sat on countless conference and symposium panels, dressed in different hats. Sometimes, I wear my prim editor’s hat — not quite a pillbox, it sits painfully safety-pinned to my head lest it be blown away in an electronic windstorm. Sometimes, I wear my writer’s hat — […]
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