I have only been to the Jersey Shore once, and far from being a place full of MTV-worthy personalities, it was sort of like a slice out of the past — or at least out of a summertime world very different from the one of my California childhood. It is unremarkable and normal for east … Continue reading
this is my grandmother ethel and her older brother arthur, in what is possibly my favorite photograph of all time. her expression could only be more perfect if she were raising one eyebrow. because i like to concoct stories, i like to think that this picture was taken in baltimore, when ethel and her parents … Continue reading