Author Archives: thegruntledwriter

An Eye(lash) for an Eye(lash)

When I was in Junior High and High School, I would sit on the sofa in my mother’s winter porch, raise my right hand to my right eye, and quietly pull out my eyelashes, one by one. A good, quick pinprick of pain … Continue reading

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Other People’s Money (or, Me and Reverend Ike)

[Clarification added 2/14/15: Before I took the temporary work assignment described below, I had never heard of Reverend Ike.] After I moved back to Boston in March of 1987, I worked very briefly for Reverend Ike. The Reverend — if … Continue reading

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(Don’t) Kiss and Tell

I have never been very comfortable in my role as a man. Once, when I was living on 79th Avenue in Flushing, I walked down to Cunningham Park to play in a one-day tennis tournament. Only, I had come on … Continue reading

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