Month: September 2011

Amy Hunt: Speech Pathologist, Thrift Store Connoisseur, Romantic.

{Amy and I on the roof of our East Village Apartment, 9.11.2001 — M} At 8:45am on September 11th, 2001, I went to class. I woke up early that morning, before my alarm had gone off, presumably because the noise of the first airplane startled me awake. I watched as the second airplane hit the World Trade Center and the… Read more →

Dan Brown: Father, Author, Teacher

I witnessed 9/11 in New York at age twenty. A decade later, the experience feels remote. I’m now living in a different city, married to someone I didn’t know then, taking care of a daughter whom I certainly couldn’t have envisioned, and pursuing a career I hadn’t at that time considered. My account below reflects the surreal, shocked numbness that… Read more →

Fall

I don’t know why I couldn’t wake up this first day of fall feeling chipper and raring to go.  But I didn’t.  I woke up feeling stupid and clumsy and shitty.  I had a panic attack before breakfast.  Yesterday, I went and put my big foot in my mouth on the internet.  You can’t take that shit back.   It’s… Read more →