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I was living in Odessa, TX, my hometown, at the time. I had been going through some rough times and had stayed early into the morning talking things out with a friend at his apartment. When I left, I stopped by a gas station to pick up some oil...

 

 

i am a psychotherapist and having wriiten 26 accounts from my personal and some professional 

recollections of deaths of people i have known. i am 71 years of age and work two days a week.

If one of the recollections has...

 

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SFX:  (SOUND OF BAT HITTING BALL, STADIUM CHEERS)

I am Mickey Mantle, switch-hitting slugger of the New York Yankees.  Ripper of rawhides, launcher of long balls.  Young boys idolize me...

In late January 2011 a student of mine brought a loaded handgun into my sophomore world history class.  I’m thankful every single day that he kept the weapon in his backpack and had no intention of using it at school.  By all...

Like many, I can safely say that my college years were some of the best years of my life. There were friends, obscure liberal arts classes, house shows, bars, cheap beer cans, marijuana, lectures on saving the environment and various sexual...

 

Greg’s father coached sports in the local schools.  One summer day a group of us wanted a pickup baseball game and the guy who usually brought the bats and balls was not around.  Greg said ‘I can get what we...

 

I'm rarely surprised to discover how my childhood classmates turned out on Facebook. Like, the geeky girl with the coke bottle glasses, who whittled wood during recess, is now into belly dancing. The sophisticated European...

 

When I was 8, I went to the mall, bought my first diary, came home, and wrote about “The Boy at the Mall.” We didn't talk, but we made eye contact, and it was as if time stopped and we entered another dimension, in...

 

 

I was approaching 8 and not having an easy time with getting older. It wasn't like a gradual fall from grace - when you wake up one day and say, hmmm, bthings are not like how they used to be or how I thought they...

As a boy, I loved a novel called “David and the Phoenix.” You’ve never heard of it.

It came out in 1957, 15 years before I was born. But that’s not why you never heard of it. You have probably heard of plenty of...

   "You cradle robber!" he said to my father. We were in Tulum, Mexico on a random vacation in the middle of my hair pulling, snot bubble, tear causing process of applying to college. Why? Don't you need to spend any...

 

Bootstrap, v. : To make use of existing resources or capabilities to raise (oneself) to a new situation or state; to modify or improve by making use of what is already present. 

 

This is a story that was produced by Texas Folklife.  It's a story about my Vietnamese mother and I living in Austin, TX.  She helped create a Vietnamese community by renting apartments to large families.  This drastically...