Wonderful night photo by Stephen Locke, also the cover of my first novel (used with permission) When I was a little kid, the dark terrified me. At least, that's what I remember, but I think now I was just a night owl afraid of being alone, so I would pull myself up to standing in my crib and cry until someone came in. I didn't yet know how to befriend the dark I would come to love so much later on. When the dark encompassed the sky, I came alive, my little but fierce mind spi

Yup, it's a tunnel of light but not that kind of tunnel of light "How are we? How do we think we are? We are just waiting to die," Nanny (my grandmother) would tell me when I asked how she and Papa (my grandfather) were. Never mind that they were in their early 60s (and would live 20+ more years). Immigrants from Poland, they had been through everything from pogroms to losing their young child child to discovering all of their family in Poland were killed in the Holocaust whi