The really great thing about being single on a cold night is that you can revel in your winter Bedhead pajamas, curl up with all the pillows, and completely take over the bed.
My parents had a really happy marriage. They met and fell in love in a Seventh-Day Adventist (SDA) high school in Los Angeles. Basically good and good-looking, outdoorsy, kids, they rebelled against their church's strict rules against drinking, smoking, and pre-marital sex. Before they got hitched, at the frighteningly young ages of 21 and … Continue reading My parents' marriage
Because we talk we talk about philosophy, neuroscience, history, relationships. men and women, life, how hard math is for some brains (like ours), getting through, living respectfully. He is dignified and he respects himself. And we speak in this funny weird English accent, "Hell-looo?" And we laugh a lot. I love my son
My great-grandfather, Lynn Latta, was born 26 June 1867, the fourth of seven children in a large and settled family near Fulton County, Kentucky. One day he walked away from his brothers and sisters and parents without telling anyone why or where he was going. His niece, Mary Emma Pittman, the daughter of his brother, … Continue reading The Tragedy of Lynn and Martha (Kennedy) Latta
The commonplace that men who rape women are misogynists bears repeating. A recent study by psychologist David Lisak shows that college rapists are overwhelmingly repeat offenders (9 out of 10) who deliberately seek out vulnerable women, especially women who have been drinking. "When compared to men who do not rape," Lisak observes, these undetected rapists … Continue reading The rapists at college