"I used to look at myself as the worker," he told me over coffee at a truck stop off Interstate 8 in La Mesa. “I was proud of being in the construction trades. When I …
October 6, 1988
News & Stories
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Judith Moore on her grandmother, the piano teacher, the boyfriend
Years pass, winters, Watergate. Five o’clock stubble shadows the jowls. I hear from my mother that the piano teacher had a “nervous breakdown.” We’re slow-dancing at the Elks Club to Frankie Valli’s “My Eyes Adored You.”
October 6, 1988