“Me Too”: If outside the workplace counts

Ever since the #metoo hashtag surfaced, disturbing images have come out of the shadows of my mind, and lingered at the edge of the circle of victims, wondering if my plight was as harrowing as theirs. Situations like: Community doctor – a friend of my parents, an uncle to me who smiled and laughed while…

Cheese Memories: When love was absent

Memories. My first memory is of a dark room, me standing in a crib crying. My second memory is of me in an oxygen tent because of an asthma attack. My third memory is of getting beaten with a rubber hose, a foster mother more focused on ironing while watching Dark Shadows on television than…