My mother and me. I absorb the imagine of my four-year-old self and this perfect moment. As I time travel backwards, I enter a container...

This picture I came upon by accident. I can thank my brother, the mastermind behind the stacks of slides painstakingly scanned into...

When my dad came home from work during the summer evenings, he would take me into the garden. With a colander and a basket, we gathered...

I am fond of this picture for many reasons, but having the Pillsbury doughboy in the shot, makes it even more delicious. Body image, food...

Remodeling of the Soul Growing up I lived in homes where my father created plans and built things. He remodeled kitchens and bathrooms,...