Deconstructing Kari

I sat outside a coffee shop, sipping on a Cafe Mocha and reading a novel by William Kennedy when I overheard a startling conversation. Mind you, I generally try not to overhear, snoop or pry into other people’s conversation. In the past, my superior hearing (as some have such described) has afforded me [...]

It was a dark, cool night at the end of October 1983 and I was preparing for my first Halloween trick or treat adventure. I had spent the afternoon readying my costume, pulling my hat and dress from my closet, wiping my black dress shoes and brushing my long black wig. At around [...]