Category Archives: My Story

Part 7: Plan B, teamwork, and tearful goodbyes

Tues 2nd– 9am to Shadow Puppet Theatre with Sergei’s wife Helen because Sergei is sick. Also Will, Susan, Hannah, and Andy are getting sick with colds & fevers. The show must go on, and the Cabells are real professionals, sickness … Continue reading

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Part 2: From Russia, with bittersweet love

Context is everything, I know that. The story of the Soviet Union’s final years is dramatic and far more complex than anything I could ever pretend to understand. My four-week experience there in the spring of 1989 was as a guest … Continue reading

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Part 1: “Typical American!”

How did that headline feel? Like a compliment? Like an insult? Like a gross generalization? It has happened to all of us of course.  When you hear someone is from California, Alabama, Minnesota, or Massachusetts, you can’t help but assume … Continue reading

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Keep it simple

I got to the last few pages of the small sketchbook I carry in my purse, and being frugal I could not just “call it done.” A beautiful autumn day, time to spare, and no sense of direction led me … Continue reading

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A Day At The Beach, continued

  Part 2: The Arrival I walk toward the woodland entrance and as I start down the pathway I look up. Something seems wrong—- because it looks exactly the same. The same roots jut across the trail, and the same … Continue reading

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A Day At The Beach

  I had been feeling blue and confused about my life and thought I needed to go someplace safe and warm to regain my strength, my clarity, and my conviction. It was my day off and early that morning I decided that … Continue reading

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Boarding School- Part 2

(Continued from ‘Boarding School: Part 1’- best to read that first.) “I could go back upstairs empty-handed”, I thought to myself, “and tell Sev I couldn’t find the corn (thus proving how stupid I am). Or, I could go upstairs … Continue reading

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Boarding School- Part 1

“Let us pray…” The minister bowed his head, as did the five hundred adolescent girls and the dozen faculty members attending Sunday morning services at Sage Chapel. The Gothic arches loomed overhead, a symbol of the complex Higher Power which … Continue reading

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Oils in the Cellar—Sawdust in the Attic

   I grew up in a home of polarized artists My father, an executive at the Reader’s Digest from 1956-1967, also had a fully outfitted woodworking shop in the attic of our old colonial house. There he crafted furniture year … Continue reading

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Choose Your Weapons, Ladies!

This cartoon is the story of my life: endless ideas, carousel-like focus. These six tools became my best friends, each one taking a turn comforting me, challenging me, defying me, and assisting me in my exploration of the woman I was to become. They … Continue reading

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