There is a bit of history behind the occasion of my marriage to Meg. I was just at the tail end of a lengthy and nasty divorce and custody fight, and Meg and I were quite anxious to formalize the union that we had made a commitment to 3 years prior. But the wedding needn't... Continue Reading →
I was inspired by Meg's piece to talk a little about what my youth was like, where my love for the outdoors comes from, and why I'm done with the city. Mine is a different story from Meg's, because I grew up in two different worlds. We lived in a stepping stone neighborhood in the... Continue Reading →
UPDATE: Today we received payment from the Independent Foreclosure Review program conducted by the government. They found us eligible to receive a payment in connection with "enforcement action related to deficient mortgage servicing and foreclosure processes." Deficient, in this case, being defined as "deceitful" and "egregiously dishonest" and "purposely, willfully, insidiously false". What did we... Continue Reading →
On the train on the way home tonight, I saw graffiti on the wall behind a fire escape of one of the apartment buildings near the tracks. The graffiti, beautifully drawn, read simply "Air". It seemed to me like a cry for something not easily found in the city, desperation for relief from the confines... Continue Reading →
I don't know if you have noticed this, but my family relies heavily on humor for communication and bonding. When we all lived in one place, we'd spend evenings watching stand-up comic specials or movie comedies, share clips of favorite comedy TV shows, endlessly quote lines from funny movies, and had informal competitions to make... Continue Reading →
Meg Currell 