Tag: Jill

Higbee

Jill and I reconnected in the summer of 2018. I was visiting my parents in Wisconsin when she responded to a birthday greeting I sent earlier that week. “I see you’re in the Midwest,” she said. “Do you want to meet for lunch?” I told her I would be passing through Chicago on my way […]

The National

When I was a young boy, I was forbidden to cross the main street. If I was caught, there would be dire consequences, perhaps the worst things that could happen from a nine-year-old’s point of view. I would have been grounded. My father might have taken a belt to me. My favorite toys would have […]