On the Saturday morning after Knoxville’s annual Christmas parade, I saw a mournful-looking paper plate with two half-eaten Christmas cookies on it, one with green icing and one with red. …
My Life as a Brunette
In the midst of a despairing moment, I died my hair black. Whether this was an attempt to look younger or to try on an identity that was less worn …
Where Did the Time Go?
I was riding my pink bicycle down Gill the other day—enjoying the fall sunshine and my new corduroy pants I had just purchased at a thrift store—when I saw the homeless …
Living Too Large: Obesity Can Be Physically Disabling and Socially Damning
To become bedfast because of your weight is no laughing matter. To be trapped inside your house because you are too large to get through the door is tragic. To …
Subsidized Housing Tour
On my first night at Cagle Terrace, a subsidized housing facility off Sutherland Avenue, I was awakened by the sound of loud, repetitive sirens. Over and over they went, like …