It’s funny how places, just like people, can be there for every milestone of your life. Continue reading Growing up with the Daily Treat
Check out my new photo essay for UNICEF that proves hope and resilience prevail, even in the most trying of times. Continue reading Finding hope
Everyone on Dallas Avenue knew Yaya’s high-pitched cackle.
Continue reading Calling Yaya
We do both. Yes, Christmas and Hanukkah. Trees and Menorahs. Candy canes and latkes. Come to my house in mid-December and we’ll have it all. Continue reading Growing up with Chrismukkah
Late nights. Early mornings. Not enough coffee in the world to keep you awake during that morning calculus class. It’s a story most college newspaper editors know well but would never change. Continue reading Lessons learned from my college newspaper
I set my bike down on an empty patch of grass near a couple who looked to be in their mid-20s. She was Irish, he was British. From the high-pitched, exaggerated way she laughed I guessed they were in the honeymoon phase of a new relationship. Continue reading The proposal by the bay
“Tell me about the world,” she would say. Genevieve asked this question almost every night. She was six and I was twelve. We shared a room and a bed for a year while our house was renovated – at first I protested the arrangement but soon enjoyed the company. Continue reading Tell me about the world