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Three little windshield wipers rattled back and forth while Rich’s white MGB convertible barreled down the freeway in the rain with the top up. Rich
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Brooks Kolb is a Seattle writer, artist, and a landscape architect.
Three little windshield wipers rattled back and forth while Rich’s white MGB convertible barreled down the freeway in the rain with the top up. Rich
Following is the second excerpt which I cut from my forthcoming memoir, LANDSCAPE IN LAVENDER “Howdy!” said my new roommate Scott, when I opened the
Author’s note: in revising my forthcoming memoir, tentatively titled LANDSCAPE IN LAVENDER, I naturally needed to make some cuts, but it occurred to me that
Growing up in Seattle in the 1950s and ‘60s, I had no word for “gay.” My father was a distinguished professor of architecture, and in
“The Autobiography of Malcolm X” is one of the most engrossing, thought-provoking books I have ever read. Part of its power is that when you
SELLING DAD’S HOUSE One morning in the spring of 2015, my father fell and broke his hip. Fortunately, he was in the master bathroom, so
written on the 58th anniversary of Malcolm X’s assassination (February 21, 1965) Just in time for Black History Month, I woke up one morning realizing
December 17, 2022 In this masterpiece of a novel set in the Hollywood of the mid nineteen-fifties, the travails of black-listed screenwriters are deftly juxtaposed
January 15, 2023 I used to be ambitious. As a child encouraged to draw and paint by my parents and grandparents, I assumed that I
January 7, 2023 Fifteen years after the “Summer of Love,” I lived briefly in San Francisco’s Haight-Ashbury district. The hippie era was decidedly over, but
