The Dignity Gap

It’s coming at us like baseballs and hail. People’s anger and vitriol. I am part of the crowd. I rail at home and with my friends. It goes like this, “Can you believe…” followed by a long commentary on whomever I am targeting that day. My children asked me to stop talking about the man
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Silence!

My daughter Emma and I just returned from a trip to New York City. There is an exhibit at the Whitney Museum of American Art devoted to the work of contemporary artist Frank Stella. I found a quote at the beginning and absorbed it as an affirmation to be a writer. “You can only take
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