Can happiness be a more compelling memoir entry than fear? I think it can because we shield ourselves from happiness… I got the call on December 30th, 1988, at about 11:00 a.m. I probably shouldn’t have been at work but we both agreed that there would be plenty of time, so I just spent...
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At around age 12 or 13 I wanted a pair of white Go-Go Boots so badly I couldn’t stand it.  Those short white boots that the girl dancers wore on shows like Hullabaloo and Shindig were something I just absolutely had to have.  Oh, it wasn’t like I would die if I didn’t get...
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Is happiness as compelling as fear? That’s what I wondered after last week’s exercise on remembering fear. Like fear, happiness for me is best remembered in moments. It’s often fleeting, but oh so delicious. Contentment tends to be longer lasting, but happiness? That is when you experience a joy so profound that you suddenly...
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