I'M IN THE middle of the Pennsylvania countryside, not far from Lancaster. It’s July, and fields of bright green corn line the winding roads. My grandfather has finally died at the age of 96, and I’m driving to his funeral to honor him. I’m … [Read more...] about Alice Aspen March: The right kind of attention
The Scent of Fear
IN AMERICA, EVERY normal child has the opportunity to watch television. It provides news, instructs, entertains. Often, it babysits. In the 1970s, however — that decade of lame sitcoms, atrocious hairstyles and puke green everything — TV was … [Read more...] about The Scent of Fear
