Tag Creative Nonfiction

Hurricane Irma and the Spirit of Key West

The other day, I sat in a local restaurant eating a Key Lime torte and thinking about how Key West owes the Cuban coastline a debt of gratitude for slowing down Hurricane Irma. As unkind as she was to Florida, an unimpeded Irma might have reduced Key West to a denuded stump of coral. Just look at what happened to Barbuda. Still, even if a worst-case scenario had occurred, the

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Pageant Brain

Last summer, I received a letter from the Miss Teen Beauty Pageant. The letter informed me that I was recommended for the pageant by someone anonymous. When I first received it, I threw it aside and didn’t look at it for a few days. I wasn’t interested in being in a beauty pageant. Still, the more I thought about it, the more I thought I should give it a try.

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Close Encounters with the Consumer Electronics Show

Every few years I attend the Consumer Electronics Show, and each time I am blown away by the advances in technology. Going to the CES means walking through the almost seven million square feet of displays, and competing for foot space with over 175,000 people from all over the world. The show lasts for four days during the first full week in January. It takes place in Las Vegas, and

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Happy Birthday, William S. Burroughs

Most of the trouble in the world has been caused by folks who can’t mind their own business, because they have no business of their own to mind, any more than a smallpox virus has. Now your virus is an obligate cellular parasite, and my contention is that evil is quite literally a virus parasite occupying a certain brain area which we may term the RIGHT center. The mark of

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November 22, 1963: Who Were You Then?

To an older generation of Americans, the anniversary of John F. Kennedy’s assassination takes them back to that day. Everyone remembers exactly where they were.  They visualize classrooms, doctors’ offices, elevators, coffee shops. The memories are specific: “It was my birthday. The principal came to the door and my Kindergarten teacher put the cupcakes back in the box.” USA Today reporter, Rich Hampton, put a different spin on the question.

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Make Mine with Studs

I’ve seen that neon-orange, horseshoe-shaped light on my dashboard before. My Honda FIT is smart—it knows when any tire falls below the recommended pressure. The passenger side rear tire had leaked air a few days ago.  My tire gauge confirms it. Filled to 37 pounds at the time, it’s back to 31. Better take it in. I head to my neighborhood tire store–helpful, friendly and most importantly, close. On the

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