Lately, we’ve been spending a bit more time around driven, career-oriented professionals. As we pass on the streets and rub shoulders on public transit, I’ve noticed some things. Generally speaking, the men seem to be more polite. I’m not saying all the women in this city are jerks and all the men are chivalrous, but there are definitely some patterns. On more than one occasion, men have held elevators and gone out of their way to open doors. In contrast,…
My parents’ house is a little over a block away from the city cemetery. As a child, the cemetery was pretty much the best park ever. We raced pine cone boats down the canal, road our bikes up and down the roads, and collected ribbons and petals that had escaped from carefully laid bouquets and become stuck in the bushes. It’s kind of strange, but I still enjoy going to cemeteries. I find them peaceful.* We live half a mile…
One of the news clips at the top of my email had a link to Forbes list of the 100 Most Powerful Women. Naturally I clicked on it, and there was my name at the top of the list, my life long goal achieved at the age of 22! Oh, I was ecstatic, but wait . . . actually it didn’t say Audrey Merket, it said Angela Merkel. Crushed, I searched the remaining 99 names, but did not find myself…