June 5, 2024 Dear Boomer: To the Class of 2024 Fifty years ago, I rode my Kawasaki from Portola Valley onto campus, usually squeaking into class just on time. While much has changed since then,…
May 24, 2024 Dear teenage years Dear teenage years, I am writing to you now because in a few hours I will be 20. I will blink and I will…
May 17, 2024 Dear Diary: Home Dear Diary combines the intimacy of a diary-like narrative with the writer’s own experiences, little and big, as well as politics and culture. When you’re…
April 26, 2024 Dear roommate, from a graduating senior Dear roommate, I still refer to you as “my roommate” to other people even though we haven’t been roommates for the past year; my…
April 24, 2024 Dear Diary: To be just kids Dear Diary combines the intimacy of a diary-like narrative with the writer’s own experiences, little and big, as well as politics and culture. In a…
March 13, 2024 Dear Diary: Almost summer ‘Dear Diary‘ combines the intimacy of a diary-like narrative with the writer’s own experiences of things little in life and things big: politics and…
March 5, 2024 Dear Boomer: Embracing the inner rooster Fifty years ago, I rode my Kawasaki from Portola Valley onto campus, usually squeaking into class just on time. While much has changed since then,…
January 29, 2024 Dear Boomer: Lost touch Fifty years ago, I rode my Kawasaki from Portola Valley onto campus, usually squeaking into class just on time. While much has changed since then,…
January 25, 2024 Dear Diary: The pink house Dear Diary, I saw it. A pink house. The middle child, squeezed between strangers whose walls whisper to damp cotton skies and khaki-coloured trench…
January 10, 2024 Dear Boomer: Bored or boring? Fifty years ago, I rode my Kawasaki from Portola Valley onto campus, usually squeaking into class just on time. While much has changed since then,…