Maybe I'd feel better if the question everyone's been asking me lately was, "How does it feel to be a $2 million lottery winner?" or "How does it feel to be the new Sports Illustrated swimsuit cover model?"

No, my cliche-question-du-jour, every day for the last 40 days has been, "How does it feel to be an empty-nester?" said, believe it or not, as if this was a clever and original inquiry that not only shows how aware-of-my-current-situation the questioner is, but also pretends to be,… Continue

On one of those days when the sky was the kind of blue that made New Yorkers feel we were being rewarded for making it through another summer, the radio report came: a small plane had accidentally crashed into one of the World Trade Center towers. There was a small hole in the side of the building.



Nine years later, the story has been told. I just haven't told my story yet, the one about what I did with a friend of mine for the next four years after that.



I would like to… Continue