I arrived and he was piss drunk, trying to “network,” which I would learn was a favorite verb of his that really just means introducing yourself to people at bars.
“At the end of the visit the dermatologist always sends me away with a mission that extends my apprehension: Keep watching that freckle for irregularities,” said Joan of a perfectly normal a freckle on her hip that she keeps freaking out about.
My experience with the asset-slinging and stock bell-ringing began in the spring of eighth grade, when my parents realized summer was approaching and I was at an awkward age–too old for summer camp, too brashy for Teen Travel, and too young to entertain myself every day.
“The city is wack, and you don’t realize it until it hits you in the face, right when Dr. Dre’s son spills a drink on you,” said Joan Kennedy on her experience in Los Angeles.
“I’m no stranger to witnessing fights, and I’ve come to savor them—to appreciate their boldness and subtle touches, as one would a fine wine,” said Magazine Editor Joan Kennedy.
Despite her current vocational indecision, “When I was younger, the possibilities felt endless—and all of them were exciting. One day I wanted to be a Jelly Belly factory tour-guide, the next an old-fashioned ‘Soda Shoppe’ owner in Mountain View, Ark.,” said columnist Kaiserman.
“Far fewer people end up returning to prison because they’ve had education in prison,” said Patrick Conway, who is researching the effectiveness of college-level prison education.
After a semester of Southern hospitality, columnist Timmy Facciola rediscovers his Jesuit Identity, finding a new appreciation for being a man for others.
He asked her for her name after telling her not to tell anyone her name, a young girl learned a lot from a single ride on the T.