I go to the gym now on a regular basis; I still look like an apple. My trainer says it takes patience and commitment (two qualities for which I can take little ownership) – after all, it took a lot of years to lose my waist and replace it with such amplitude. It is true that gravity is no longer my buddy – I’ve shrunk, I truly don’t know what the hell happened to my waist (but it would seem that it’s a developed a frighteningly close relationship with my… Read more Food For Thought →
Those Things That Remain.
July 6, 1963 Dear Mommy and Daddy, I told you I would tell you why I condemn [R] plus her friends..It all started about the day before or the other day when we had Rest Hour. [R] started writing notes. I have a sample right here (you will find it in the envelope). Today in the bathhouse while we were changing the girls got in a huddle and started to talk about me…It is getting worser and worser. I feel very hurt and I want to come home on Visiting… Read more Those Things That Remain →
February 10, 1949 Sweetheart, …I laid on the bed – I don’t know how long – just thinking about the future and what it may hold in store for us. The picture my mind conjured was a beautiful one – although I must admit that I dismissed all real or imaginary shadows that drifted across. My flights of fancy envision [a life] without any difficulties, problems and heartaches…I know that such a state is impossible to achieve, and yet I still go on hoping and dreaming. I can’t describe to… Read more To begin →