Catherine Gigante-Brown
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At first, I felt like an abandoned ten-year-old, dropped off at a remote summer camp—with the extra added attraction of no cell phone reception or Wi-Fi. I thought the hardest part of the weekend was going to be picking out a robe. Boy, was I wrong!
Read...The heartbreaking saga of a 14-year-old Black prostitute who was murdered in cold blood by her (maybe) pimp on Christmas Eve in 1900 Savannah.
Read...I dreaded putting him back on Concerta in the fall but I knew I had to. Or did I?
Read...I sat obediently in her chair atop four ancient copies of the Yellow Pages. Crossing my fingers, I prayed Catholic schoolgirl prayers.
Read...Having someone steal my cancer history and co-opt it for their first-person Facebook blog is unbelievably violating. Somehow, it feels almost as invasive as my mastectomy.
Read...sex sage. fetish specialist. author.
Read..."Bring over a meal—and leave. Breakfast, lunch or dinner, from soup to nuts. And coffee. Plenty of coffee."
Read...You learn a lot about people when you live in their home. The Taylors seemed to lead a joyless, Spartan existence.
Read...I realized my father was from a generation that never said those three little words. He was saying he loved me without them. But I didn't realize it then.
Read...You realize pretty soon that everything other than cancer — i.e. missing a train, being late to your dentist appointment — is no biggie compared to the suck factor of chemo.
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