I’ve been working on my memoir for the better part of 30 years, always unpublished to protect the “innocent” who starred in my life. The principals are all dead, so it’s time to begin…
This is the first essay I wrote about my struggles with how I felt about Ellen. It is the oldest chapter in the book, and it seems appropriate to publish it on Christmas Eve. The photo is from a later Christmas (in the 1990s) after our parents remarried; it was taken at our home in Richmond, CA, while they were visiting.
This is the first essay I wrote about my struggles with how I felt about Ellen. It is the oldest chapter in the book, and it seems appropriate to publish it on Christmas Eve. The photo is from a later Christmas (in the 1990s) after our parents remarried; it was taken at our home in Richmond, CA, while they were visiting.