by Deborah Quinn | Nov 4, 2018 | aging
Older Son sent in his early decision university application the other day; the application to the universities in the UK went in a few weeks ago. There are more applications in the offing, and Husband has racked up any number of marriage points by filling out the...
by Deborah Quinn | Apr 22, 2016 | aging, Feminism, pop culture, sex
I read Alice Walker’s novel The Color Purple when I was about fourteen, probably too young to understand its full complexity. All I understood was that the world conspired against Celie–and at fourteen, that’s sort of how the world felt to me, too....
by Deborah Quinn | Jun 14, 2011 | Education, growing up, teaching
I was not a perfect student. I skipped the occasional class, coasted through a few others (hello Sociology 101), and barely passed my first-year biology class, mostly because I was distracted equally by the professor’s lisp (not a good thing for a man whose first...
by Deborah Quinn | Feb 27, 2011 | Feminism, NYC, Politics
Along time ago, the late 1980s, to be exact, I went with my college friends to Washington DC. We’d graduated a few years earlier, from college in Boston, and weren’t roommates any more, but we gathered at S.’s house for a mini-reunion weekend just...
