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I had no idea how much it would cost

“This is beginning to hit home,”

“But, Mommy, please, it’s my hair.”

Who needed a Rolodex in the era of auto-file?

Time was when there was just one gate across a driveway in the Village of East Hampton

It was only then that Mary told me she had wanted to see the hip-hop version of Alexander Hamilton

I am thankful that Cyber Monday was followed by Giving Tuesday

Crosswalks can be dangerous, particularly at night

She has begun a file for me of stories attesting to the resilience of the human spirit