Betty Dunlop wasn’t scared of death, but then she hadn’t been scared of the Luftwaffe, the Cold War, the threat of a nuclear winter, salmonella, cholesterol, or any of her three varyingly awful husbands.
The journalist was born in 1964, which is to say she’s seventeen years younger than I am.
Amber brings the coffees over and sets them down with a flourish, gesturing at the intricately piped pattern of white foam that spirals out geometrically.
I push my boot against the gas pedal, and the needle on the speedometer surges past one hundred miles an hour.
There were only four words beneath the tattoo of the Grim Reaper on Aubrey Davenport’s inner left thigh. But they spoke volumes.
Everyone my age remembers where they were and what they were doing when they first heard about the contest.
Greer Kadetsky met Faith Frank in October of 2006 at Ryland College, where Faith had come to deliver the Edmund and Wilhelmina Ryland Memorial Lecture
I don't mean to be dramatic, but God save me from Morgan picking our set list.
A well-known scientist (some say it was Bertrand Russell) once gave a public lecture on astronomy.
