Tag: LGBT

In the Beginning

Back in the day—the late 1900s—Seattle had coffee carts. And bike messengers. And grunge music.

As a new arrival to the city in the fall of 1993, I was drinking it all in. Kurt Cobain and Eddie Vedder sang the angst and restlessness and search for freedom I had been wallowing in since leaving Buffalo. I grew my hair long, wore flannel shirts purchased from Kitchen Soup Brigade thrift shop on Capitol Hill, and was cast in plays that no one ever came to see at Pilgrim Center for the Arts. Continue reading… “In the Beginning”

Civil Talk, Kind Feelings

Dear Grandchildren,

Today I want to talk to you about values. About how we should treat each other in the world. I am so upset about the ugly and squalid language we have in our society when speaking to others especially on social media. OK, maybe you will say she is old, from the 1900s, and that is true, but if I have learned anything in life it is that if people are calling me names or yelling at me I cannot listen to any real issues they have. No one can listen. When listening to angry words we just feel angry too. Continue reading… “Civil Talk, Kind Feelings”

To Buffalo, with love

Christopher writes about a winter trip to Buffalo with Isabella, and the joy of connecting with family.

One of my favorite places in the city of Buffalo is the hill behind the Rose Garden next to Delaware Park Lake. It’s a beautiful spot, regardless of the season. Part of the park system built by the Olmsted Brothers, it’s all green grass and trees in the spring and summer, and white, white, white in winter. In spring, it’s one of the places winter-weary residents flock to enjoy the outdoors again after their long hibernation, and in fall the brilliant hues of the trees ringing the lake cloak the area in a beauty unparalleled in the city. Continue reading… “To Buffalo, with love”