Stories I Tell Myself
Linda Brody Bakst on Brooklyn, growing up, identity and more
Category: memoir blog
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Note: Today is Daniel Aaron Bakst’s birthday. In celebration, I dedicate this blog entry to him. I love and treasure him and wish him many, many more happy and healthy birthdays. You could never get anything over on Daniel. He was always very observant. He noticed everything. One time we were pulling into the parking…
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I admit it: I was a New York snob (maybe I still am). My worldview was like the famous New Yorker magazine cover (above) that shows New York City looking west from Ninth and Tenth Avenue, where the city is a bustling metropolis and then the rest of the United States is a vast empty…
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[Note: Another foray into prose/poetry] Boundaries and Expectations September 12, 1986 Partly cloudy skies. Driving home alone, I could barely concentrate on the road. My eyes welled up. Will I be a good mother? Can I do this? Minutes before, what I suspected was confirmed. This was planned, yet I was overwhelmed. I…
